The Negro, the negro still... is not
Here's another Geto Boys' release
I came to teach to those I didn't reach
On the jail, with a clean cut so
Kids play where the sun don't shine
I think it's time to Public knew the time
Rap Music, they're trying
Cause blacks are getting paid
They say we're too violence
But why in the hell just Rock
I'm a tell you why it still remains
like the cord of the hang
This is a tag on the black sound
It's just one more plot to
I ain't with this, God is my witness
Somebody better tell those
[Chorus: DJ Ready Red scratching
Somebody has to speak the truth
Cause the people they trusted
Opposition and superstition
They said the group did something wrong
But that's a lie, you heard the songs
They ain't curse black to excel
people'll get scared as hell
Call the Police they got rob
it have to be an inside job
I ain't talking about the provident brother
This particular chumpas our color
Got a scoop on the group and he ran
Lock him up for impersonating
Uncle Tom, you want some?
Rap- A- Lot ain't the one, find another son
FIGHT THE POWER! - > Public Enemy
Yo D, I'm mad as hell, man
Every time the black man starts
them folks get the messing with him
[Willie D:] They call that Fever Black planet,
Well, why don't you get up there
And tell these people what the
We as the people, are not yet free
only applied to the other race
How can you sieve delight
Chuck D, Flavor Flav, let them rip
They ain't got enough brain in this trip
For every voice they try to quite
and another one starting to bright
Y'all keep the fake, I gotta break
And despite how they sabotage,
they gonna have to realize
That this ain't no sell out
The truth would set you free,
That Griff stuck in nerve with the
CBS was just looking for a reason
and that was all they're needing
I wasn't surpriced but it's tactic
but I didn't know exactly
You think this shit you did,
that would starting notary fairy tales?
If I was a budget you couldn't
The Geto Boys, still bringing the noise
You're losing your poise,
That's what got us what we
Sold Dollar Signs, didn't you Captain?
Without sacrifice ain't nothing happening
The plan is to hold us back
The ulitmate gold is total control
and I'm a hold it 'til you get back
Cause I ain't going sell out
[Outro: DJ Ready Red scratching
What do I care about anger in you?
What do I care about anger