Lyrics
[Run] I would like to throw "Rock Box" in the start of this one
"Run.. Dee.. Run.. D.. M.. C.."
"Here we go again!" -> Chuck D*}
"What's it all about?" [Repeat x4]
Livin' in the city, the crack the mack and all that
Easy does it, is it was it
The black or white that Friday night
In those racist places, let's get it right
Ah to the maximum, and keep askin' 'um
When the city gonna fix where the blacks are from
And every day around the way another one got
Bucked in his head, from a gunshot
No chance in advance for the ambulance
Cause he was just another victim of the circumstance
A brother died, the mother cried, it was a pity
But that's how it goes down when you're livin' in the city
Just a hard rock, call him a hard rock
In the metropolis there's no stoppin' this
Can't agree with society poppin' this
Disagree with the plea when they coppin' it
Some men pretend the end will come soon
They gather what they can and them BOOM
You played yourself, you made your wealth;
The deal was dealt, now your health is in question
Three Card Molly, hoodlums, who are we?
Pollution, prostitution, In God We
Need a solution, revolution, substitution
For the thing's that we're abusing
Pity the city, for the people livin' out on the streets
Yo we homeless, the homeless need to eat
There's no progress for the rest
God bless for less
What it is?
What's it all about?
Whassup G?
What it be?
How you livin' homeless probably Mandela's free
And they're rollin' with D
In history you cannot see em like they cannot see me
The Berlin Wall
It all had to fall
They said no but
"Yo!" "Yes why'all!"
The people that spoke were never provoked
And now it's tumblin' down
Freedom of speech for each
Now how that sound?