preachin to the quiet
Singer:public enemy
in these get rich or die tryin times
3 generations of fatherless women
we drownin instead of swimmin
this aint what yall asked for
thats what they locked ya ass up for
these kids is always watchin
see it aint been the same
since teen summitt left the game
who buy them almost everything the stars wear
so you wont catch the flu
but goin back at the same time
some of this song dont rhyme
most of us get ghetto at the wrong time
so leave a little room for god
cmon get their lives on track
these raps you hear today
it aint no kids fault to me
you need more than a ball
need your mind in these time
thats what they really call fightin the power
i put it all on the table
some of the same way same cats
prison industrial complex
new slavery lookin to own you
turnin hip hop into a one stop shop
makin up your own damn mind
claimin they dig the flow
how you gonna say no to drugs
if you dont say no to thugs