From the depths of hell, it was felt from all the fire and pain

As they rained on the brains of black men

Contraband as they planned by they never thought

They they would get caught, let alone by a black man

Take and rape, shape your brain and claim

That what's ours is his, so you fear the white race

And hate and never think about the fact we built it all

Got you thinking all the black can do is crawl

So you lose when you chose to be duped

Now crew from Bush and Duke play the flute

I shoot, cause I ain't never gave a FUCK about a skunk

But some brothers want to go out like a punk

Now they fade fade creams and contacts

Used to be black, start scheming and kinda acting

Ask the false facts, to back to genocide

It ain't no wonder the strong black man's died



Make way for a panther, right! [x8]



Yeah, uh, damn, catch a nosebleed