Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo! I'm in the studio with my The half-raciotic. You know the fraction of black skin, and a of white. It's my Kool Nick We're about to drop some science on this About God and not, You know, the world. So me get busy.
up, bow your head, and be grateful You're hungry for I'm a plateful. A 12 meal on a black plate of wax so MC the Then sit and relax. And try and not the data I fed you. I act and react this way 'cause I'm to. The of my skin, something I take pride in Still my people on hidin' Behind me, American Dream and lie The of the free, and mom's 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 Nick, you get righteous real quick. Jews, Muslims, Buddhists, Baptists. Protestants, Hericristas, Catholics. salvation, and repentence. This rhyme is from the heart and I this. Jesus, shedded his for me. He on the cross, Yo, you the story. Nowadays, a lot of people are To worship Satan, but gonna fry in Imagine up forever Forecast. this There's no in weather. Damn the Will never twist Mind, with the of the beast or the 666 To God, no one equal. That's why I no evil.
Listen to the story of my And how he up So you live. That's a of a gift to give. Now as I a look around And I don't see people down my cause, Huh, scary. to diss the son of Mary? You're lured so take the bait and.. Fall into the of Satan. Then your life is over.. no sequel why I speak no evil.
(Yo!) This strange. Brothers gettin on the streets for gold chains. Some crack, cocaine, and jumbos. Brain's so fried when talk they mumble. How it be? Has a place Where none of us be. gettin' judged by the color of skin tone. It wasn't like this way back the Flintstones. Mmm. Some times it's I get back 'cause I'm black. People accept that. Yo. me for what I am. And can I do? 'cause none of 'em a damn. All they is to drive a Mercedes. Have a dollars And live the Brady's. But anyways, is windin' Not Look in your heart and start Peace and love, no what you're greed is The at hand and believe this.
up. We got my man in the house. My boy My Lo-Dogg, My brother Fry My lady, T., My brother in the place. Yo up. Got my E-lo up in the corner over there. Ha ha ha ha! Yo! Can't Steve Rock. Yo! Can't Kevin Mack. I'd to send a shout out to the almighty supreme, being God. Word up. 'cause ya ya rules. Yeah yeah yeah, we outta here