(The entire country is on the verge of

erupting into racial violence and bloodshed

Simply because 20 million ex-slaves 

are demanding freedom, justice and equality 

here in America from their former slavemasters

20 million so-called 'negroes'

second class citizens

seeking human dignity

seeking human rights

seeking the right to live in dignity as a human being

And rather than give genuine respect and recognition

to your cry for human rights

the American white man answers your non-violence with violence)



One time for your mind

Two times for your ear

(This is X-Tinction, y'all

Cause I got a firm belief)

One time we gonna shine

(They tryin to get rid of us)

Two times for the year



Yo, I was ridin one day on 10th Avenue

Headed to a tree spot that I travel to

Usually two times a week, grab a bag or two

To head over to the lab is what I had to do

Goin in and out of lanes while I blast Badu

Drinkin from a apple tree, sip on a flask of juice

Talkin to nanny on the cell in Boston, Massachus'

J. gon' be back this way like a month and a half or two

Then out of nowhere po-po started flashin blue

Pulled up behind, so I let off the gas and knew

That I didn't do a thing, they just harrassin, true

Put my spliff in my stash and my cash in too

Sonny came up to the window, started askin: do

We have a license and insurance, I said, "Gladly do"

Gave it to him, rolled up my glass half-view

He said, "Are you from around here?" "Just passin through"

Just the typical question they be askin you

But he took my answer as some form of attitude

So he told me to step out into the avenue

Put my hands on the roof is what I had to do

I said, "Why you mad at me? I'm not mad at you"

He said, "I hate you fuckin niggers and your bastards too"

"Plus I hate your rap music and your fashion too"

"But I love it when my gunshots blast at you"

"And I love when we arrest a whole mass of you

Cause already we locked up about half of you"

Then I thought: man, these whiteys want our asses through

Man, they wish we were extinct, and with a passion, too



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Aiyo, laws and legislation passed strictly for makin

A black man's existance grow scarce throughout the nation

I seen it in flicks, hicks with darts and nite sticks

Rushin niggas in the '60s when bein black was risky

Couldn't vote, couldn't hope for better times to come through

They hit you with the 1-2, shot you or hung you

A grewsome sight that plants fear in the men and the young too

It was that way for decades, no way to say it's untrue

Just like they gave smallpox to the Indians

They gave us crack cocaine, told us sell that shit to any man

Lookin like yourself cause it's wealth indeed

But forgot to warn us first, there's no health in greed

So to my blacks killin blacks, Latinos and Japs

Poor white trash too, rich ones no haps

Nowadays you either dead or in a house of correction

If you're not, it's a blessin, so follow my lesson

All men are seen as equal in the eyes of the Creator

So many different races on all sides of the Equator

It's really not about who's lesser, who's greater

It's more about who's the player, who's the player-hater

Ashanti chiefs worked right along with slavetraders

Sellin prisoners they captured from wars with their neighbors

Reminds me of today, you gotta practise survival

Once the man turns your brother into a rival