your diamond deserts And all around me a voice kept saying Oh, this land belongs to you and me. This land is your land, this land is my land From California
the Mothership Visions of the Crystal City made a brother flip It was the Mothership, yo, I saw the Mothership Visions of the Crystal City made this brother
the country's most poorest, communities? Isn't this country for you and me? Separatin families, destroyin unity, conquer through divide Are they gonna help us survive? Or is
(feat. Fre, Grafh, Invincible, Jane Doe, J-Live) "1, 2, 3, 4" [x10] [88 Keys] Yo, this is 88... This is for Amadou Diallo Rest in peace, you still
nobody The sun is beating down on my baseball hat The air is gettin' hot - the beer is getting flat Lookin' for a girl - I ran into a guy His name is
the land has arrived I got with four hundred lashes and still survived To this very day, the grafted never let up So I got a million brothers, and we
tell you, y'knowI'msayin? Game is short not tall (Cos it's all about the money in the land of milk and money) [Chorus:] Get up off your butt You gotta
hung lyrically I lynch you Your style is kinda dry hope my melody can quench you My soul is one with all although my ego is against you See rap is a
I tell my peoples with the gats it ain't about all that We arrived on slave ships, tortured chained and whipped Four hundred years of bein slaves in the land
really think you foolin You're so far from up to par and your shit needs improvin From your conversation the way you come across your shit is off Malfunctionin
we bringin ya'll somethin new for this 2000 its after da kappa baby ya'll ain't ready for us ya'll frontin like ya'll be this is the real paul wall ya
gallons of clout to spill out, to shake-up, break up, now blow up has entered the minds in Washington D.C., tell me Is this the land of the free, and
not for the fame) [Hook] This is the shit that will fuck with your brain boy It's the shit that will fuck with your brain This is the shit that will
die someday So, die hustlin for yourself or die hustlin for millions of your people The choice is yours, choose your fate You can get with this, or you
give 'em [And besides the black man is the original lord of the land] So I'm clenching my right hand [Brothers and sisters we must fight this slumlord
with a glock fore they bust us four hundred years ago fool where is my gold?, the year is 94 black folks aint taking it no more be on the rise the coup is
him that's for disrespectin you and your mother Your grandmother, your great-grandmother Your brother your father, in the land they call the mother Next thing you do is
