Bulworth (They Talk About It While We Li

[Prodigy]<br>Aiyyo, wordup Dunn<br>Man you know how I feel<br>Gotta be more to it than this, word up<br><br>*Doing an impression of Scarface*<br>This what it`s all about Dunn? Uh?<br>Eating, drinking, fucking, sucking (Can`t understand)<br><br>Whattup, I don`t know baby<br>Nah man, it`s not, it`s not yo word up<br>I`m tellin you right now<br>I know this shit though, aiyyo<br><br>Disagreeable, foul energy, tryin to<br>absorb my energy, knowin it`s the strength of me<br>Take a few to give me a edge<br>My green light shine bright, Kryptonite type<br>Fully operational, my physical cream<br>Put the bottles of smoke down, pick up a magazine<br>Popped it inside the AR-15<br>Put it aside, round up the regime<br>While you rely on religion, I hold a nine<br>on the mission, to pull fire on your opposition<br>Revelation was the vision of this<br>Crack the heavens, it`s time to bring the business, shit<br>My story goes back to them lost Pyramids<br>I`m seeing things that you won`t believe exists<br>He use a Lunar-tick, suspended in time Dunn<br>The secondary light got your mind<br>You rock the fatigues, to squab until ?popular? guns<br>But are you really prepared, for the things to come?<br><br>[KRS-One]<br>Check it out<br>True underground sound from the Boogie Down<br>Uptown Downtown gather round for the showdown, in they faces<br>Calling out these racists, at Rolling Stone<br>Spin Details and other places, KRS is The Source<br>Fuck these magazine leadin hip-hop off course<br>You`ll print about Black Mayors, Black Senators<br>Why you ain`t got no Black Editors?<br>Everytime I do an interview in Rolling Stone<br>They sendin me a writer that look like he`s Home Alone<br>Ignorant, to the culture and the microphone<br>This has got to stop -- your whole spot<br>is blown sky high, battle why try?<br>My view is bird`s eye, scopin with my third eye<br>You don`t understand, why you`re publically banned<br>until you recognize the writing skills of a black man<br>Black Editor, all of us ain`t thuggin<br>Gossiping over who`s homosexual<br>Some of us are Black Intellectuals, up in Harlem World<br>You can`t get with me, so now in Midtown<br>you wanna stop and talk to me?<br>Bitch ass journalist, is this your fake hip-hop publication?<br>Look I`m burnin this<br><br>[Method Man]<br>How many didn`t want to see it happen<br>Street moves, live from Staten, if life is a joke, nobody laughin<br>Hate to see a brother do good through legal action<br>So you sabotage and throw a Def in the Squad<br>Fo`-fo`s blastin, keep the po-po flashin<br>these Dark Soul Assassins, Jake`s hate the Gods with a passion<br>So I keep it movin in an orderly, fashion<br>Pedal to the floor -- peep the Jim Crow law, mind control theory<br>Y`all niggaz don`t hear me, Generation Next<br>Droppin fast who`s next, next to get wet<br>by the reign of the tech-knowledgy, follow me<br>Open up wide now, swallow me, every calorie<br>is reality the truth, the whole truth and<br>nothin but the truth, taste is the proof<br>These niggaz want the Juice, and in the crossfire<br>be the youth, who didn`t learn to duck when they shoot<br><br>[KAM]<br>What kind of party is this, it`s that political kind<br>Where America`s best, most hypocritical minds<br>Try they hands at keepin y`all deaf dumb and blind<br>And for the right dollar sign, do white collar crime<br>behind suits, and clean shaves<br>I confuse em and use em as tools and slaves<br>Because my schools is graves and jobs is plantations --<br>I robs the damn nation<br>so I can live in luxury, you fucks with me<br>You marryin the dirt and I`ma throw in the tux for free<br>I tell the people what they wanna hear<br>I make em laugh and cheer, and then they re-elect me every year<br>So when the coast is clear, I stop duckin<br>and start back doin dope, cussin and fuckin<br>I kiss the babies, shake hands, wave and smile for flicks<br>That`s my style, my pol-i-tricks<br>Triple-Six convicts, lyin is automatic<br>in the government, Republican or Democratic<br>Fuck Freedom, Justice and Equality<br>Nigga just accept my apology and suck this trick-knowledgy