[Verse 1: Tre Blanca]
They told us "sky's the limit", to follow stars
I'd rather pour my heart in these lyrics than lust for broads
Pushing those foreign cars, I never found necessary
God Emcee, spitting bars, the booth is like sanctuary
So I put this hip-hop over life, baggie tight
Crack flow like I'm on the pipe
Rappers say they mastered they craft, but they more than right
My pa**ion spitting acid, blasted, pa**ing the atmos
Ill tactic, shock the world with no static
Illmatic n***a, sometimes I like to drown my problems with a pool of liquor
Word to K.Dot, who said he ain't hot?
See Blanca don't f** with pigs, like he was Arab
Crooked cops still on jobs, but not my people
Then they wonder why .45s blow like The Beetles
Men in blue arrest for d**, but who supply the needles?
Just too evil, pray to God, cop that Desert Eagle, yo
[Hook: Tre Blanca] x2
Aspectation like feds looking to races to erase us with the stainless but we staying
Never move, some royal n***as peep the groove like extemporize like temperature
Rappers cut time, no cinema, uh
[Verse 2: CvmQuest]
We control the navigation into our future
We the people living in the world that's profiling but yet we're equal
Judging by your appearance for [?] they never see you
But my vision's super keen like the character of an eagle
Technics with my cerebral, disintegration my demise
We searching for the truth while the media sells us lies
In need of help, from several directions you hear the cries
From the place where k**ers walk, where the bodies of guiltless lie
Man but [?] because another person dies and it proceeds as we speak
But the consequences of actions is a thing we don't teach
Cause if we did, we'd minimize amounts of drama and beef of America
It's a storm full of thunder
So go and make a change for the better if you want to
It took the news of change, a couple views of hope [?]
If we fail to join another, only place we'll go is under, uh
(Jazz instrumental fades out)