Bananas

Uh, uh, mmm, mmm? mmm? yup, yeah, uh

Those who front an' don't really want trouble

Step to the side like an S-one-W

The NW north of NWA's place of origin

Originators of the first general strike

Roots of our labor is thick

Still awaiting for the fruits of our labor to get higher than a 747 jet

But when we say, "now," they say, "not yet"

They don't feel it but give it respect

There's no hard feelings more paper to collect

Though I can care less

Family is fed, clothes on they back, shelter over head

When debts climb higher than paychecks can reach

Whoever asks next for a free CD will catch a bad one

Trust this, believe you, me

Probably tens of thousands of people just like me in a town, in a town

In a town not big enough for ego to breath

You plead unity but never build the bridges between

And if you travel to the next town

You might find that shit's surprising

They all act just like us

Carrying the legacy of people divided

Plagued by infighting tight knit, surviving

People on the outside looking right about it

Choose the safe route to fit they own palate

Ignore the rest at the same time rest get restless

And blame it on the other's success

It gets twisted

Crab in a barrel existence

Where no amount of noise make the powerful listen

Power's within us all, pistols are drawn

We about to shine like Mr. Sinister's arm

And the songs that they sold to the devils are gone

We all vagabonds, home is whatever we stand upon

Take a picture, they'll last longer

I think they forgot that songs last forever

It's a whole lot of cheddar at the top now

Fuck tryna climb up, let's bring the top down

Bring it down, bring it, bring it down, down down, bring it down, let's bring it down, ah