Lyrics: [Introduction by MLK] It's 2000 & black & Ofcourse,
We're hoping that by the year 2000....
We Know that by the year 2000, that's even better Everybody will be knowledgeable.
Understand everybody will like 2000 & black [Verse 1] These powerful people tell lies to you guys to show you exactly where power lies.
So decide to side with me or go ahead & let your pride deprive you of knowing the gospel truth.
Police in pursuit
everyday causing road blocks that cool with you?
Whatever happened to time is money. That new to you?
This isn't equality of the law.
I think I should get involved.
Right now GH got music as freaking raw as…
I ain't gonna say it, that feature should be smacked down.
How could we accept this? Thought we're the guys who went around
Telling our children to live & live in religion but what the heck is now happening? Profanity is dominant. This should never be the order of the day.
Well it could be pizza but dang I already ate.
Now relate
To this brave
& awakening statement
In your face
Here I place
What we're facing. Change it.
Ah! [Bridge] (Rhythmic screams, shouts, racketing and chanting) “For a second you were stinking like a fish This city going down a sunken ship.
This isn't how we like living at all.” [Verse 2] Lost and found but I'm here now n***a Walking around in the Madison Square Grounds Night time dey catch I here the strange sounds Crickets dey party. Ask me Years ago what I recall Hustling hard and getting involved in the business Walk walk sweat dey drop and my clothes wet Oh Lord the sun is hot and my toes hurt No time to text chat and date
Money i see on my empty plate in my dreams So when I'm off the grounds I try to make sure that the money is found. huh [Verse 3] What I've be doing
Thinking outside the box
Confined
Ok fine we were in the minor league
Black minority
What you expect , respect?
All i got was Neglect From the.. The.. The Government.. I'll rather protest than protect school i mean
Who am I ? to just say
That I will choose another group .. Or another crew I'll rather be Frvnch
All my friends always walking in Paris Always got n***as up in Dallas
I got a lot of n***as. uppin' my status.
I got a lot of people be on my
Lot of people be on my...
Haha im just f**ing with y'all n***as... I got a lot of people be on my
Lot of people be on my... [Verse 4] The boss… The Willie Wonka… Characterized not by the sake of his heftiness but by the cla**ic choice of words and mellow flow sparks Piercing the resentful and inspiring the abject in umbra The truth... Intellect flowing through his dialect Although a public malefactor Threatened not by the ill will generated around him as he swore never to beat around the fact of the matter The bartender… Recognized solely by the purity of his lyrical soul never turning a back on diction A source detained by the distant core of urban civilization now back to the savage reality self actualization and true hustle The sycophant... The poet... Humility,loyalty, respect not more be said For we are... The distinct clan of urban artistry Prepare to be stunned by the charms of our melodies...all the way from Paris… Cos we French