Return Of Tha Bomb

withe poverty at home charity is gone

we're sending money overseas to help the ones we bomb

we got a full file down at the pentagon

you know the CIA they hate us & they want us gone

we're taking a dookie on the white house lawn

we're trying to turn the T.V. Off & the people on

now we're all slaves

tryin to buy ourselves free

that's why everybody's singin about cash money

[Spade:]

All around see sin changin' faces

heads catching cases

blocks not with cops

different shots in different places

see traces of body parts

why you wanna start, black?

reactions are fatal

heads rock like cradles

these projects like stables

it's racial genocide

open your eyes the snapshots

the haves & the have-nots

and the gat cops

cause self preservation is the first rule

it's time to take a stand in this cesspool

playaz play the game we keep rollin on

slow down drivin' on empty

with my mind strapped to a bomb

i got a fist of caps

an something to say

standin' on the corners

east of "A"

playaz play the game

while we slow drive the bomb

don't give me that shit about how you're misunderstood

you're just a big bitch from hollywood

passing bums on the street in your designer gaps

the only gap i see is under that designer hat

and the one between the hungry poor & wealthy far

motherfuckers sleepin' in the rain on a concrete mat

i'm not a pimp, i'm just a carpenter by trade

but at night i'm tryin to get hip-hop and punk married

so get up for the freedom fight

we got the world in our hands & our hands at our sides

get up for the freedom fight

we got the world in our hands so let's decide

[Loonatic:]

return tha bomb

revolution, sweaty palms

civilians bearing arms

armageddon is on are you prepared to fight

the fight of your life

in the heat of the night

a thousland sleepless nights

no light in sight

fightin' the power with gun powder in the final hour

there's only room for soldiers for cowards

it's a new wave vietnam

democracy is gone

we've been slaves to long

it's time to return tha bomb

we need to get up & help each other out

cause this shit is getting iller & the leaders are the killers

cause we're sinkin' fast quicker & the poverty gets thicker

drop the bass like a renegade ace

we're bringin rome down on it's fuckin' face

talkin truth could get you killed

but don't place your bet

it's when the people rally

that they really feel the threat

[Loon:]

Get up off your ass cause times are movin' fast no day is promised this day might be your last

[Spade:]

The Time is now you can't control the crowd the american nightmare is a mushroom cloud

leave your slogans and banner at home

we're gonna take this motherfucker like rome

grab your pitchforks, your gats and come on

were gonna roll on up and slow drive home the bomb...