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Is the groove good to you

Like when you lose your thing

Forgetten grits is grocery

And eggs is poultry


Makin a livin against those makin a killin

Super blackman gotha back

And is back in the building

If the prison is that skin you in

And your cell sittin inside your skull

They say you cant getaway

From ya damn self

When your earth is heaven

And your world be hell

Check your head

Armageddons at the foot of your bed


You aint heard a word i said

Forget them slacks


Im that throwback that

Threw that throwback

Back on the racks

To get my mind back


O say can you see

I get back its still just a black and white tv

In lyin color brother

Gots to getaway to the other.


[verse 2]

Never was too good

Off the top of my head


Cause i want yall to know

Exactly what i said


This so called war in iraq

Over a thousand dead

Thats about

10 a week

Even as i speak


33% of black males in jail

55% of black students will fail

85% of black folks forgot

We were slaves

Up inside this box


America got folks brains on lock

Forget the connects


Some wanna buy whats next

Wear it like a sign up in that chest


Yall should know papa dont take no mess


If you think your past is irrelevant

Dont you know ol soul pays the gt damn rent

That messiah aint never

Gonna come as long as


You thinkin freedom

Is bein free to be dumb


[verse 3]

Soul is back

So flip them hits back

Damn the fashion

I wanna know wheres the passion


Thinkin we came a long way baby


Sayin poor michaels psycho

And prince hes crazy


But what has bob mick sir paul

Done for you lately


How they maintain on your brain

Seems to escape me


Heard some ghetto cats

Dont like metal rap


Hear it and fear it

And they think its wack


They dont even know that the blues is black

And when i rap is back to the roots


Where i be at


Not some 30 year old who dont know facts

Whos wild sayin things like some juvenile


Remember 2 million black folks in the penile

Got a world of whitefolks

Thinkin its style


Think im hatin cause you lack the information

Cause we the fbi still gots on file

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