[Malcom X:] Who are you? You don't know? Don't tell me negro That's nothin What were you before the white man named you a negro What was your name? It could'nthave been smith or jones or bush or powell That wasn't your name They don't have those kind of names where you and I came from No what was your name? And why don't you now know what your name was then Where was your history? How did a man wipe out your history? How did the man what did the man do to make you as dumb, as you are right now
[Killer Mike:] Mutha fuckas I just bought some new chuckas The old ones bloodied up from stompin out those suckas Big bang killa Big black gorilla King kong on yo monkey ass niggas Step and fetch fucky ass flunky ass niggas Dick in the booty for them nasty ass niggas I don't fear no man Not bush not clinton not osama Ask your uncle thom how he choose NASA over Obama You could have a million dollers and a white collar Liberation costs more then a damn doller It costs what christ gave King gave X gave A billion dollars don't make u an ex-slave Nigga with an attitude since fifth grade I never behave Rather be a dead man then a live slave
[Chorus:] We can say what we like Put the pressure on em Ice Cube n Killer Mike Put the pressure on em I can do what I want Put the pressure on em But god dammit I'm a I'm gone Put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Cause pressure was fine Pressure was ours
[Ice Cube:] I'm here to deprogram you don't forget what they made your grand grand momma do What they made your great grand daddy do Without a dollar or a penny or a thank you The same mutha fuckas wanna gank you Cause they hate you and the pussy that you came through Can anybody tell me that it ain't true? That these mutha fuckas ain't out to hurt you They'll lock you up, beat you up and work you Put your life on a thirty year curfue Lil cell lil window for you to look through Even gotta little chair where they can cook you Nigga please I'm a be in the breeze Eat em up with my plan like the japanese Now I'm overs seas And I'm trappin these Thank god I didn't have to cock n squeeze
[Chorus:] We can say what we like Put the pressure on em Ice Cube n Killer Mike Put the pressure on em I can do what I want Put the pressure on em But god dammit I'm a I'm gone Put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Cause pressure was fine Pressure was ours
[Killer Mike:] Black colla bitches stop bull shitin And u funky black preachers with your pool kids Our kings had dreams and a big vision All you give us is goverment and religion Are you a freedom fighter or a school pigeon Is you down for your people in the big mission Or you a dirty nigga workin for fuckin a clinton Or a dirty nigga workin for fuckin a bush Another message for the politition Better get the police off our ass quickly If another old lady die in this city Swear to god we will burn down the fuckin city Big schemes Big dreams Yea I'm with it for Twenty years for dealin dope is just a fuckin joke And so what you the man with that white man Probation got your ass to a white man
[Chorus:] We can say what we like Put the pressure on em Ice Cube n Killer Mike Put the pressure on em I can do what I want Put the pressure on em But god dammit I'm a I'm gone Put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Cause pressure was fine Pressure was ours
[Killer Mike:] God damnit the way dogs that ran part runnin rabbit These pigs goin ham samich In new york killed a young brother In atlata killed a grand mother And politions say save the planet Fuck that save us damnit From the black pigs helpin kill sunday I hope it's five degrees hotter for your ass in hell Place straight bastard blessed in crash Hope jesus come back he murder your ass So you burn in hell till you burn white ash To the one that say sorry tell em kiss our ass We don't need em motha fucka you can keep it for yourself I push you nothin but pain and bad health I hope luck run away from you and wealth No honour in life no honour in death You a juddist to us nigga kill yourself
[Chorus:] We can say what we like Put the pressure on em Ice Cube n Killer Mike Put the pressure on em I can do what I want Put the pressure on em But god dammit I'm a I'm gone Put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Put the pressure on em Homie put the pressure on em Cause pressure was fine Pressure was ours
[Malcom X:] No negro leaders have fought for civil rights They paid for civil rights They have begged the white man for civil rights They have begged the white man for freedom And anytime you beg another man to set you free You will never be free Freedom is something you have to do for yourselves And until the american negro let's the white man know That we are really really ready and willing to pay the price that is destin for freedom Our people will always be walking around and second class citizens or what you call twentith century slaves What price are you talking about sir? The price of freedom is deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
