Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo! I'm in the studio my brother The half-raciotic. You know the fraction of black skin, and a of white. my brother Kool Nick We're about to drop some on this track About God and not, You know, the world. So me get busy.
Step up, bow head, and be grateful hungry for knowledge? I'm a plateful. A 12 cross meal on a plate of wax so MC the Then sit and relax. And try and not jest the I fed you. I act and react this way 'cause I'm to. The color of my skin, something I pride in Still my people on hidin' Behind me, American Dream and lie The home of the free, and apple pie. I thought this was the pot? I not. King up for his rights and he got shot.
(Yeah) I no evil. (Yeah) Yo Jr. (?Pagel?) man. Step to 'em.
This is crazy and it must be sick. Be like Nick, you get real quick. Jews, Muslims, Buddhists, Baptists. Protestants, Hericristas, Catholics. salvation, and repentence. This is from the heart and I meant this. Jesus, shedded his for me. He on the cross, Yo, you the story. Nowadays, a lot of are tryin' To worship Satan, but gonna fry in Imagine burnin' up Forecast. this There's no in weather. Damn the Will never this Mind, the mark of the beast or the 666 To God, no one equal. why I speak no evil.
Listen to the of my savior And how he up So you live. That's a hell of a to give. Now as I take a look And I don't see many down my cause, Huh, scary. Tryin' to the son of Mary? You're being so take the bait and.. Fall into the of Satan. Then life is over.. without no sequel That's why I no evil.
(Yo!) This strange. Brothers gettin shanked on the streets for chains. smoke crack, cocaine, and jumbos. Brain's so fried when talk they mumble. How it be? Has a place Where of us wanna be. People gettin' judged by the color of tone. It like this way back with the Flintstones. Mmm. Some times it's I get kept 'cause I'm black. People accept that. Yo. Accept me for I am. And can I do? none of 'em give a damn. All want is to drive a Mercedes. Have a million And like the Brady's. But anyways, is windin' Not Look in your heart and findin' and love, no matter what you're greed is The knowledge at and believe this.
up. We got my man in the house. My boy My Lo-Dogg, My brother Fry My lady, T., My Sean in the place. Yo up. Got my E-lo up in the corner over there. Ha ha ha ha! Yo! forget Steve Rock. Yo! Can't Kevin Mack. I'd to send a shout out to the almighty supreme, being God. Word up. ya know ya rules. yeah yeah yeah, we outta here