They don't mind you givin' the latest rap They don't mind your being hoes They don't mind your being bitches They don't mind you being whatever image that Viacom and BET can come up with But what they don't want you to know.. Is that you're the ones that can redefine civilization if you take time to do it
It's a Guerrilla Funk-orchestrated counter-attack Formulate and infiltrate 'em so the people react See if I was wicked I would pick and stick to a plan To rule the world and trick 'em, this is how it'd begin
See I'd have to find a way to keep the people enslaved Behave, teach the babies it's my way or the grave And start with the body, workin' labor for free And give 'em fake religion so they worshippin' me
And see and when the free labor play out, I'd let it go But only after I made enough to control Then I'd tell 'em that the Afterlife is better than this And that they should love their enemies when faced with contempt
I'd persist with some history that I would rewrite In a school system where I'd keep the money too tight I'd let 'em all know just where they belong in my world Turn the boys into felons, makin' hookers of girls
Swirled up in my plan, build jails to keep All my prisons full of niggas, have 'em workin' for free See with ghetto-economics in check, I'd keep 'em broke Teach 'em only to respect sports, music and dope
Control the content of lyrics, now only the sound Of sex, dope and murder in a song is allowed Tell 'em Niggas ain't shit every move that they make And that black is dirty so they never try to be great
Can you relate? I'd laugh, watch 'em murder for scraps Set it up so they'd die over crack I provide Do it right, and I'd see they try to be like me Try to be the biggest G up in these murderous streets
I'd teach, manhood means how many women ya fuck How many babies you can make, responsibility ducked Fuck a job, real men are pimps, that's what I'd teach And if bitches wanna trip, then them bitches get beat
I'd see it all through, never lose and pass a new law Give 'em 3 strikes so the men are constantly gone Yeah, if I was evil they would think I do no wrong See it's lethal how I keep 'em in their place so long, believe
Chorus: I got my eyes upon you, and all the things that you do Some close they eyes but mine can see, all the evil surroundin' me So what I'm 'posed ta do, when I can see right through? Expose the lies and snatch the sheets, fight the evil surroundin' me
After all is said and done here and I could afford I'd concentrate deeply on controllin' abroad And think about a way to take control of they land I'd create a virus made to murder people en masse
Last time was Tuskegee, but now it's for real House Bill 15090 would just kill With germs that would murder with sperm and blood drips And kill 'em all worser than burned, they'd die quick
See to understand, you could witness the plan Through the green-monkey sham they would think it began And while we argue over the cost, they'd all die With generations all being lost with no fight
I'd continue with the pain, make it oh-so plain I'd manipulate the market for my capital gain Keep the people all broke and confused and underclass Give my homies all executive bonuses through the crash
And if the heat get too hot, I'd plant a bomb Or wreck a plane, just like Hitler back in the day And scare all the people, they'd forget about me They'd forget about elections and the way that we cheated
See me blame it on a foreigner and non-white men Celebrate my gestapo with a positive spin Then manipulate the media - it's U.S. first Get the stupid-ass public to agree with my words
Then I'd make the play, takin' all their freedoms away Incarcerate anybody that'll get in my way Make 'em censor any media that challenge the mold Give 'em bullshitty shows just like Anna Nicole's
Control the message in the music - it's gangsta fo' sho Give 'em diamonds, never tell 'em 'bout the conflict zones Never tell 'em 'bout the murder in Sierra Leone Never tell 'em how the diamonds make 'em murder their own
It's all too easy, if I was evil that's how I'd rock it Make sure that my propaganda won't ever stop it Got 120 channels, but it's nothin' to watch Now 11:55 be the time on the clock, believe..Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
