Phd - The More Things Change lyrics

[Hook] We are Black (yeah) Stolen from mommy Can't make it back That's why we must learn our roots and culture The more things change, the more they stay the same (4x) [Grand Puba] I made a joint called "Wake Up", I'm Black and I'm proud Love vs. Hate, plus Times Runnin' Out I hit you with the God like flow Knowledge is to know so go get it and grow You wanna know what's goin' on now, play some of my joints from 20 years ago Cause ain't a damn thing changed, Black people still dying in vain Shoot first, don't even ask questions Stun gunnin', no rights, just arrestin' Fear of a Black man, that was stolen from the Motherland And I'm tired of them slave movies Fifty years done past, still feelin' like the seventies [Hook] [Grand Puba] Now hold up, wait a minute Where my soldiers at like No Limit This joint here ain't made for the timid Same old sh** since Ancient Kemet I came in the door, no tricks, no gimmicks Black Man God, everybody wanna mimic Steal my culture, take the wealth And then you wanna front like you did it for yourself? But uh, that sh** gon' end today When it comes to this, n***a I don't play I'ma keep dropping bombs till I'm old and grey So uh, move n***a, better get out the way The new Django comin' at an angle This sh** be the new Black Star Spangled Grand Puba, you know how I put it down Like a cypher goin' round and round Circle [Hook] [Grand Puba] Radio, bet you they won't play this Brand Nubian, keep 'em on the blacklist (We gotta protect these babies!) (How many more unnecessary sacrifices?) (How many more marches?) (Aren't your feet tired?) (What happened to our 40 Acres and a Mule?) (sh**, I wanna build a casino too!) And me too! (We need group economics!) (We need organization!) (We need unification!) (The youth must respect the OGs) (And the OGs must teach the seeds!) (And mama please burn that weave!) Shorty you wildin'! I ain't say that! I ain't gon' get no shows f**in' wit' you!