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("Man it's a trip")
("Man it's a trip") (turn)
("Man it's a trip, trip, trip") (turn)
[One.Be.Lo]
Now as the world turns, when will us black people learn? (damn)
Before we had a perm, we came from Adam's sperm
You see with plain vision, we live in the same system
Became victims, once was able, can't even raise children
Where's 'the village' when you need it?
A question for the person in the looking glass
Our community's lookin bad like a bucket full of crabs
That's the crooked path
If we don't straighten this out, how long would it last?
Every night you hear the bullets blast
Even if you in the suburbs every night, you see the footage flash
across your screen, I'll tell you my biggest pet peeve
You lookin at it thinkin like, "It don't affect me"
You livin large I'm thinkin like, "It don't impress me"
Rockin them chains, Sojourner Truth is tryin to set free
It don't take a pro-fessor
to see the o-pressor got the whole treasure
Now how many Africans slain for one platinum chain on yo' dresser?
I'm no better just because I think I know better
Tell me who you trust when you're in your new trucks
Some of us dyin over a few bucks, killers old enough to ride a school bus
With brothers like these tell me, who needs the Ku Klux?
Women walkin with titties out cause the truth sucks
It's time to breastfeed, knowledge is the best key
We got us pourin liquor out for all the dead G's
Rest? Please, in the grave you gettin less peace
("Man it's a trip") ("Turnin, turnin")
("The world keeps turnin..")
("On its axis..")
[One.Be.Lo]
See in America they flamed bottle rockets when slaves was not abolished (true)
Slayed a lot of fathers and raped a lot of mommas
Them days cotton products, we blame our modern problems
New ways they got us bondaged, the chains is psychologic
The media be feedin us napalm atomics
While the schools brainwash us, the crayons is toxic (blah!)
Don't believe the hype, they can save all the drama
Cause them apes not evolving, I can't swallow ya vomit
My rights as a human they change laws in congress
Now Shaytan (Satan) in office, we can't call him honest
What part of the game do they play, cops or robbers?
In this land of Pocahontas, natives lost to conquest
Your false gods get framed, buffed and polished
If you ask who the prophet, they say Nostradamas (who?)
No ways of Muhammad, no pray five at Kabbah
Definition of a terrorist, they call Islamic
So many brothers puzzled and can't solve they problems
Smuggle crack, juggle rap, or play ball in college
But Uncle Sam, hustle man, take all your dollars
Break y'all, sink them 8-balls in your pocket
I'm chosen like Moses, here to take y'all to promise
My +Quest+ started when Tip say "Lost my wallet"
We all gotta get it, the mules, acres was promised
But the skeletons came out the closet
Now some of y'all black folks is still patriotic
Dyin in wars, so who you think make the profit?
("One day old fool, you gonna get this country
in a war that they not gonna fight for ya,
which means you gon' have to fight it yourself!")
("What makes you think you can be a black hero?")
("I'm here, because I can't stand what's happening
and somebody has to make a difference
Where hierarchies were found
We met the structures veiled to life.
All the grief as stone, cold as the night.
Sharpened light, bleeding the sun
In seas revolving inorganic cycles.
Eyes wide open absorb the wave of conception
And the mouth bond to lies replicates
The horror of mankind.
Transition begins.
I drain the abyss.
Forging a dying planet
With the demons in my head.
Travelling in this admirable tunnel
Words pull the trigger in vectors
Constructing reality from a third point of view.
[Verse 1:]
What would happen if today was your last
Would you wake up early get blazed in the park
Would you get off your face in a bar
Would you make love sniffin coccaine in a spa
Would you say sorry for mistakes in your past
Would you try and forgive her for breaking your heart
Would you get what you came to ask before you're gone
Write a letter or record a song
Would you scuba dive, sky dive, hire a Ferrari
Pent house party, set fire to your money
Would you rob the bank, house the homeless
Donate your organs to lousy smokers
Would you focus on your close fam
Cook up a feast of cray fish and spit roast lamb
Would you go back home, walk the streets score some E's
Get off your guts and talk to police
Would you dance to your favourite track
If it was played full blast on a train that's packed
Would you hijack a plane and crash it into parliament
For the freedom to protest an argument
Would you wish you could rewind and start again
Stop playin the harlequin
[Chorus:]
Wake up tomorrow morning
See the sun shine bright
Wake up tomorrow morning
See the sun shine bright
[Verse 2:]
Would you surf the crowd at a James Brown concert
Sing everyword and drink till you vomit
Would you wanna meet the Queen or Dalai Lama
Would you wanna meet George Bush or Osama
Would you wanna meet Ja Rule or Bambaataa
It's what you've done not where you're at or from brother
Are you chained to a desk are you brave with your heart
Are you diggin in the trench in the rain and the mud
I got something that I came ask, what would happen if today was your last
Are you sittin on the bench, are you makin your mark
Afraid of the future and ashamed of the past
I got something that I came ask
What would happen if today was your last?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Would you try a threesome in the back of a Commodore
With a box of Cadbury chocolate body sauce
Would you want it all, tour the Greek Islands
Safari through the Congo to see lions
Would you know the mystery of the Amazon
Would you know the history of the land you're on?
Would you know the industry's a paragon for slimy mother fuckers like Alan Bond
Would you save earth or finish a days work
It's too late, your spirit's a caged bird
Would you make it worth your while
Go tonight, take a bus, steal a posty's motorbike
Would you globalise or let everybody know
We're all victims of economic growth
Would you make a mends, savour every second
Take revenge on your boss with a heavy weapon
Would you let 'em know your darkest secret
Reveal all in your partners grieving
Would you escape from a Divvy van
Fuck like you're being taped on mini cam
What would happen if today was your last?
That's what I came to ask
[Chorus]
For far too long i have been the bitter one
shame fell on me when all my hope was gone
so i corrode my mind with the hate
that has built up inside for decades
ill walk alone indeed not among
foes but the friends i do not need.
i can see a light before my eyes
what is left for me to sacrifice
give my all
turn away your face from this disgrace
if your blood runs dry
you've left no choice
why should I
::Verse::
This Song, No Words, No meaning,
This Song, Is Who We Are
::Chorus::
We're just a group of kids,
We're just a group of kids,
This is our anthem,
This is our anthem,
ROCK.
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