(feat. Dead Prez)



[M-1]

The white man came to Africa with rifles and Bibles

Heard the name, started changin the titles

Now instead of Chaka call me Nat Turner with the burner

Freedom fighter for this revolution, fuck a wave journer

See I be what John Wilkes Booth was to Lincoln, blam!

Sirhan Sirhan, peepin through the curtains with my eyes on a Kennedy

Dead prez, politic, know your enemy, keep your toast close

Because political power come from the barrel of it

We in a war, nigga leave it or love it

Since they got us in a scope like a P.E. logo

I watch for the po-po (woop woop) and train at the dojo

Not a gun Deniro but a working class hero

Takin a stand, like a panther with an M-1 Guran

Screamin know your gun laws, self defense is a must

When we set it off I'm a be the first to bust



[Stic.Man]

Freedom is not having to sell crack to eat

Freedom is you can say without the bleep

Freedom is power in the hand of the masses

Where everybody shares and there are no classes

Freedom is hard work freedom is ours if we bomb first

Freedom is heaven on earth if you religious religion is your personal

Business freedom is our collected political interest

Love put in the action of principal roles

Freedom is where the people play an active role

In the policies the govern our lives

Freedom is equality fire all black mothers & wives

Freedom is sacrifice freedom is black life without hungry nice

In the ghetto its so simple the most opposite of what we have lived

Freedom is showing love by the efforts you give