[Intro: Malcolm X] There was two kind of slaves, there was the house negro and the field negro, the house negro they lived in the house, with master The house negro if master said we got a good house here the house negro said "yeah we got a good house here" whenever the master said we you said we that's how you can tell a house negro if the master got sick the house negro will say "whats the matter boss, we sick?" We sick!?! That was that house negro in those days he was called a house n***a and that's what we call them today cause we still got some house n***as running around here [Verse 1: Styles P] Yeah it's black on black crime but it's blue on black crime Police k**in' the brown man and doing no time The judge is a Nazi, but he ain't in the Klan The jail's the plantation they spread it across the land I'm thinkin' what will that change? If big industry money pays for campaigns (think about it) I know the 1 percenters lovin' that the gov run the people But people should run the government The day of reckonin' is when the sleep wakes up And the 99 percenters can really cake up I ain't go to Harvard or Yale, I went to jail But hold a horse that's pale, and the slave ship sails It ain't on water, but I know who's steerin' it The reptilians hid the truth about the pyramids, damn My genetics is kinetic, the devil is a lie His agenda is pathetic [Hook: Styles P & Talib Kweli] I ain't no house n***a, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field But I ain't a slave, I'm a king and that's real I be in the field, I be in the field (house n***a) I ain't no house n***a, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field If we ain't got freedom, we ain't got free will I be in the field, I be in the field [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] Yeah there's black on black crime But there's white on white crime When you adjust for population all the numbers they align So why we never hear white on white on the nightly news? Ain't no profitin' over criminalizin' white dudes Poverty breeds criminals but watch what you call me Because if I'm a criminal what about bankers on Wall Street? Or the fast food industry that be feeding us horse meat? Been this way since in the fields picking sugar or coffee n***a I ain't no house n***a, I be in the field Probably with the steel now they got me on the wheel With the ghost, too confident to be co*ky to keep it real We veto that phony sh** and block it like a bill Whether Bobby by the pound, or Whitney by the ki We movin' weight its a mistake to get money and make it free They'll lock up Jesus when they see wooly hair and burnt feet If you a felon you a slave, remember the thirteenth, n***a [Hook: Styles P & Talib Kweli] I ain't no house n***a, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field But I ain't a slave, I'm a king and that's real I be in the field, I be in the field (house n***a) I ain't no house n***a, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field If we ain't got freedom, we ain't got free will I be in the field, I be in the field [Verse 3: Styles P] I thought Barack could have been a spook who sat by the door But he signed a dark act middle finger to the law Now I gotta get a foreign plan to eat raw But I wouldn't be surprised if they k**ed me on tour Life is a b**h, America is a who*e Get sick and try to see this little picture I draw You can have a gun but need bullets to go to war You already half-dead from the food that's in the stores [Verse 4: Talib Kweli] Ghost these rappers ain't better tellin' tales so tall A whole industry of employees pretendin' that they the boss n***as that you thought was official is fallin' off sh** ain't been the same since the '95 Source Every breath that we take is a threat, they pissed off If we alive we get put in the system and get lost My mother scared for us, prepared for the loss But sayin' sh** like if you die make sure you got on clean draws [Hook] I ain't no house n***a, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field But I ain't a slave, I'm a king and that's real I be in the field, I be in the field (house n***a) I ain't no house n***a, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field If we ain't got freedom, we ain't got free will I be in the field, I be in the field [Outro: Malcolm X] I'm a field negro, just as the slave master of that day used Tom, the house negro, to keep the field negroes in check the same old slave master today has negroes who are nothing but modern Uncle Tom's to keep you and me in check, keep us pa**ive and peaceful It's like when you go to the dentist and the man is gon' take your tooth. you gon' bite him when he start pulling, so they squirt some stuff in your jaw called Novocaine to make you think they not doing anything to you. So you sit there and cause you got all that Novocaine in your jaw you suffer, peacefully