Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

These people ain't seen a brown skin man

Since their grandparents bought one

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

These people ain't seen a brown skin man

Since their grandparents bought one

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

Bangin' this bolo tight on this solo flight can't fight alone

Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone

Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home

Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop zone

The clockers born starin' at an empty plate

Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face

We hungry but them belly full

The structure is set ya neva change it with a ballot pull

In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock

School yard ta precinct, suburb ta project block

Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor

The remains left chained to the powder war

Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse

So make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first

Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

These people ain't seen a brown skin man

Since their grandparents bought one

Yes I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

These people ain't seen a brown skin man

Since their grandparents bought one

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

(Guitar solo)

Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas get romantic

They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton

Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat

A ballots dead so a bullet's what I get

A thousand years they had tha tools

We should be takin' 'em

Fuck tha G-ride I want the machines that are makin' em

Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn to

Off tha kings out tha west side at dawn

Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse

Make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first

Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

These people ain't seen a brown skin man

Since their grandparents bought one

Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

These people ain't seen a brown skin man

Since their grandparents bought one

Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the tumour

One god, one market, one truth, one consumer

Just a quiet peaceful dance!

Just a quiet peaceful dance!

Just a quiet peaceful dance!

Just a quiet peaceful dance!

Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we'll never have

Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we don't have