I want you to understand something That when I come up in this bitch, I want them fans jumpin' I want them fists pumpin' in the air, I don't look like
, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb Come on, come on I'm goin' all out, nothin' to lose, you better roll out Sold out, niggaz
out, before the raise up I got nothin' to lose (I'm goin' all out) Nothin' to lose you gonna fall out Time run out (I'm goin' all out) Nothin' to lose
child what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin' out 'Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out But if he ever saw
can't, we're stronger now, more then ever They tell us, "No", we say, "Yeah", they tell us, "Stop", we say, "Go" Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell,
Crank the music up Bring that shit in, uhh Yeah, the movement's in motion With massive militant poetry Now check this out, uhh In the right light, study
out the hood, but you cant take the hood out me, and thats the way it forever gon be, but i cant help it im gutta, i shoulda changed out, but all my
length of which she went for raising, sacrificing her own The pain of not reflecting the range of our complexions For rubber pellet scars on Auntie Elna's back I march Fist raised
We chop it up We drop the cuts Look out for us Cus here we come (uh-huh) [X2] [Madchild] Im startin to blow thinkin how far can we go Work hard for the
four ninjas inside your parameter Perimeter, flame burst out all sides like Gamora My poisonous is released, gas from the canister Raise the black fist
song mean Bring the calm overseas, glide high in the skies Sky dive... far... far as the eye could see In the midst of acapell', I ball my fist up Unravel
this, we way above sea level, love Check out the glove, stay bloodied up, plug this Verbal hygiene, the Golden Arm, plus niggaz stay warm See ya out
me?) I guess that's just the way (My pop's raised me) A penny for a thought, a nickel for a swift fist to the face For letting them think that I let
wisdom Brought to life by the ten point system One, freedom and power to determine our destiny Two, full employment for the black community Three, fight the capitalist with a raised fist
a call and a plea for unity Black is back, uplift and be free Keep pushin', our movement moves on So strong, now With a raised fist I resist I don't
twenty-eight around Downtown battleground where cops parade around Have your whole view of life beyond jaded How everybody sick of breaking down, tryin' a make it out Hand over fist