Lyrics:

Every man is not created equal
We're all created mad different
Some are bad people, the bald eagle's mad evil
Place you in a class, he feed you placebo
Checks the cops who cross bone and caught us sooner than the pack
Think they tapping your computer your computer is a tap
Human traffickers wanna track you your computer is a map
Forget whoever fingerprints they got a match they got a Mac
Every app that's on your jack's for getting jacked
Every act on every bill and every law and every bill and every act
This game is run so they can run up where you at
They got patting down down pat I gotta give them that
Now there's money that I never had I'm supposed to give it back
They keep statistics on the gifted young and black
They put out statistics people read em, act like they been given fact
That they've been given lean when they been giving fat
Chem trails D'amore arrest and raise the rent in jails
GM motor monkey wrench in your entrails
All you see is shop and save sales
Where's the dough you sent to try and save whales
Well... that was took and added to the money from the breast cancer walk
Who knows what's the answer to what it bought
The grief of what you have been wrought was all for naught
It's too high a cost trying to save the orphans just keep them off the lawn
The war on drugs been going on for awful long
These folks married to the game instead of dating off and on
But there's no poppy fields in harlem look around
For some reason all the brown nino's turn to nino browns
We used to beat on bush but now he's not around
So people have found a different bush to beat around
Favorite noise of boys in blue ka-pow
You're bound to catch a round you're almost lucky when they only beat you down
Tight girls straighten out their tight curls
Everybody wants to be a skinny white girl
Cause all you see is skinny white girls
Though black girls are allowed if they getting loud or if they getting plowed
Keep em from being proud it's easy to keep em down
Keep em drowned in doubt keep em down and out
Favor flavor chuck to chuck D you can say that black is ugly long as you say it round about
It's not the type of ish with which to clown around
Rap to them about cap and pow instead of cap and gowns
Tell them they bugging out if they don't get around
It'll bug them out too much to wrap their head around
Release the hounds... how?
Create an enemy to hate
By then it's won't be tough by then they'll hate themselves so much they couldn't wait
They'll drown in booze that which they couldn't take
And that'll make them slaves
And then we cut the pay and lengthen days
Provide the drugs to medicate then cut the medicade
And institute a military state
And provide Isreal with military aid just to rub it in their face
They'll be afraid because they don't have any faith
They'll claim that they believe but that is not how they behave
As money comes to power over power that's divine
They will all turn into cowards cause they're all afraid to die
They'll never form alliance
They'll be content to live a lie as long as they're alive
The sirs and madams will surmise
That it's on us which they rely they'll never realize
Any moment they decide they can make it end
Instead just make some ends cause life is hopeless times is hard
And keep em focused on religion so they never look for god