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Beat nuts, Dead Prez What I wanna say Every time I look around, I see So much drama goin' down Every time I look around, I see So much fakeness goin' down Why I'ma be stingy when I could share? Why I'ma be hateful if I could care? Why would I hate my own? Or forsake my own? Why would I fuck around and get a jake on my chrome? I wouldn't have to stick you if we all could eat It wouldn't be no need for beef Dyin' over streets we don't even own anyway You could get bucked off any day we behind enemy lines Y'all still writin' Hennessey rhymes while I'm tryna find a good price For a nine feel like my life on the line That's why a nigga be hype all the time Ready for the revolution at the drop a dime I got a duty to have security for my niggas My duty to serve the beautiful black sistas A duty to stand wit' anybody that's wit' us And fully criticize all bullshittas There should be awards presented to niggas who fight back Like Panther jackets, or sistas who light gats I'm a full blooded warrior, ready for change Recognize any soldier that's doin' the same Because I love who I am and that means everything to me My life ain't worth a damn unless I'm dealin' with reality When I look myself in the eyes, it's just me And I don't have to tell nobody no lies, I feel free And I would rather deal with the truth and falsehood Than bein' fake with my people and claimin' it's all good You can't run away from ya self, so that's useless If your word is bond, then you don't have to make excuses Every time I look around, I see asap