Woke up this morning looked all around
Decided to take a walk down town
The march is on for Martin Luther King…He had a dream
Then why is everybody looking gansta mean?
What happened to us?
Hip Hop fell to the back of the bus
Uneducated fools got a million bucks
Makes no sense KRS1 could have been president
I don’t mean any harm…but health care reform?
I’m not sick I don’t have the FLU
What happened to 40 acres and a mule…remember that?
We are still waiting like we’re waiting for… Jesus to come back
We got false prophets who are rock stars
Light cameras action mansions and fancy cars
Claiming their cooking up in jars
Putting their fan base behind bars
Makin figures off of us when we act like N*gga’s
Sale out
We fell out
Hand out
We need bail out
On fire we need hell out
Shackles on our feet we can’t dace to this beat
Pull up your pants man
We are not puppets we need no master…no sir
Slanging and banging is not an occupation
It can only lead to death or bad situations…eradicated emancipation
Stop listening to ignorant nonsense
It’s all just gibberish
March till your feet are sore
Knocking on every door
March till you can’t march no more
March to stop the war
We need…a moment of silence
Nonviolence is what he died for