Lyrics:

Yo another day Another 49 cents Mr., Mr., why you always tryin to take all our money Because I am the government And you have to pay Stop tryin to take our money Yo, you gotta bust this We want justice From public enemy number one To cant trust this Like F Jim or Hyatt Because we're sick and fuckin tired Of being mistreated by the undefeated Power to the seat that cant be beat Probably gone is the head that make Clinton defeat Do all the talkin Plus crooked walkin Blind to the fact That the enemy is stalking Ways for days Search United States quite Were not a full power Cause the racial riot In my neighborhood We attempt to kill each other Politics said fuck power to the brother Be strong be righteous Dont be no sinister I got the word from bro. minister (minister) Farrakhan speaks And so does Muhammad The days of Ramagon is Protect you can harm it My statement is the fact To the highest degrees Flavor works this style, yo cant touch me What kind of power we got Soul power (8X) Bring it on (I know you got soul) Goin on it get it Gotta get it on Goin on it get it Gonna get it on (4X) Yo, some seek stardom And forgot all about Harlem Yo, fugess Rock the house! Now I dont know But tell me what you gonna do When the ending of time comes near What ever you do It's gotta be funky I am not tryin To put your life in full of fear By the favor skies We are flying Truth we be buying To buy out all the lying How you livin Were you livin Were you livin It aint got to be