Set to decide, who's on the inside track
 but you slack and so another dive
 and you lounge - but who's shoes would you be in?
 Wake up, it's time to respect the Nubian
 flag of a people, fightin every day
 for their own say, so children can go out to play
 And stray from the tyranny, while blood is drippin B
 I ain't no flapjack, don't bother flippin me
 I stick to this, so say this while you're grazin
 Original man's a black man, said by a caucasian
 Watchin a culture be stolen from Asia
 Whether minor or major, science I swayed y'all
 with lingo, some people don't think so
 When do you stop sayin - that's the way things go?
 Time to manifest the quest that's hard to digest
 The companies are frontin Pete, why don't they divest
 and invest in freedom, but they scheme on a brother
 Stealin trunk jewelry that's MILES undercover
 So discover as a people, we have to take our place
 There is no master plan because there is no master race

 "No ghetto, no master race.." (3X)
 "Let both sides, unite, in peace.."

 [Pete Nice]
 Science for seasons, years and days
 A preacher follows his prejudice, the drummer plays
 off the evils of men, love bones and flesh
 A brother's keeper keeps puttin peace to rest
 Question props and the prophets agreed, ya heed
 Dust to dust, herbs yieldin seeds of
 creation of cultures to street sound
 You get run around but I run the booty down
 No master plan, the masses all struggle
 Slug movements bungle, our serpent is subtle
 Hatred born in diversity of culture spoke
 Ignorance got the last straw, the camel's broke
 Change up wisdom wise and stick to tools
 One called slavemaster's son by a poor fool
 I ain't the hypocrite fit with the two-face
 There's no master plan, there's no master race

 "No ghetto, no master race.." (3X)
 "Let both sides, unite, in peace.."

 [MC Serch]
 The creators creations are put to side
 You see one wants greed and then slide
 into that all-about-me frame of mind
 And keep the truth away from the blind
 You gotta find out who is who and who built this place
 I play spy and try to destroy the race
 We go the wrong way, the wrong play master
 The same people that got the  Gas Face  last year
 Tears shed as another head gets put to bed
 Paradise is a paradox, the devil's ridin sleds
 over skulls, that dulls all the truth
 It's the reason why we need to raise the roof
 to look to the heavens as the master's one plan
 We stand to help the birth, of just one man
 The master's plan, the master's race shackled to a shelf
 in a book that you need to find for yourself
 I stand accused, but never abuse the Sunday
 cause when I'm gone I'll only go one way

 "No ghetto, no master race.." (3X)
 "Let both sides, unite, in peace.."

 [Pete Nice]
 I ain't a master, no I'm not superior
 So why you tryin to play one as inferior
 Fears in hearts of the ignorant belligerents
 Ever since those convinced of lost innocence
 Got off the tip slippin sticks and stones
 Homes are broken or fractured like bones
 Who holds your soul as the master your dollar spent
 Evidence of dictators gone hellbent
 In times of old the races vicked power many places
 Seperate races in segregated spaces
 Back in the day you turned your backs on
 Deals in doom, so now the deally lays the cracks on
 Sold more then sold forth from South to North
 Swingin low on supremacy's corpse
 Of course not steppin out of place is in place
 Question those on the question of race

 "No ghetto, no master race.." (3X)
 "Let both sides, unite, in peace.."
 "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace.."



 "No ghetto, no master race.." (3X)
 "Let both sides, unite, in peace.."
 "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace.."
 "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace.."
 "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace.."
 "Both sides begin anew the quest for peace