Presto, read the communist manifesto

Guerillas in the mist, a guevara named ernesto, so

(e-roc: what a brother with a afro know?)

Yo, go and flow for the mack and be the hoe

So grow cause the lynchin brothers might get hung

Better rip through em from the tip of my mouth/mao, say/tse-tung/tongue

Deficit (money spent) catch the glint

(e-roc: of my nine as they cut welfare twenty-five percent)

And i dissent, as i clench and raise my fist

(we did away with, that) so you could get with this

Here's a twist cause we'll overthrow like kwame n'krumah

Spread around the wealth as if it were a, vicious rumor

Pam, cuts a record like a surgeon cuts a tumor from a brain

(e-roc: we're all cooped up so feel the pain)

From four hundred years of exploitation

Anesthesia provided by your local tv station

Patience is not a virtue (i ain't waitin)

Turn this shit over like bush did a boatload of haitians



*dj pam cuts and scratches "dig it!"*



How now brown cow i'm down with the mau mau

Clown downtown tried to put us in the dog pound

Like h. rap brown with the situation

(won't get no callouses) cause i'm spittin dialectical analysis

So how is this, we never had no funk

Until you found out that i turned to revolutionary hunk

(chump!) bump you over like dominoes, rat

(e-roc: so free geronimo gi jaga pratt!)

Lyrics hear it fear it can't get near it

Got a sample didn't clear it

Point blank says, "fuck five-oh!" that's the spirit

Cheer it, spat out, the fat that i consumed

Knew that i was doomed since my date of birth

To be the wretched of the earth, never had a dream that was american

(the golden ?leg to chair again?) despair again

(but that ain't nuthin new) told the streets were paved with gold

Whoever paved that shit got minimum wage too!



*dj pam cuts and scratches "dig it!"*



"do you understand, the metaphoric phrase?" (repeat 3x)

"do you understand, do you understand..."



(e-roc: gunned us, stunned us) exploited and they hung us

I'd like to take a moment to say, "fuck columbus!"

(millions off my back) the black on black crisis is a myth

The crack that did this to us (was the one from the whip)

The record skip, the record skip, the record ship *scratch*

The record skips, cause my voice is kinda scratchy

From yelling, "oh shit!" when five-oh comes to harass me

They never pass me, no one to go and tail bro

(e-roc: trying to kill the movement with the new cointelpro)

Leaders they killed, if i said it, it would threaten em

They only see my back because i'm three steps ahead of em

We're not fallin in the slot you slated

(e-roc: we realize that our power's nickel-plated)

Masses move as well as asses do, class is through

Our time is over, past it's due

(and you still wanna know) the origin of the flow

Oakland california nine-four-six-one-oh



*dj pam cuts "dig it!"



(yeah, the coup, comin at you in ninety-three!)

Yeah, and we out y'all...



"do you understand, the metaphoric phrase?" (repeat 3x)

"do you understand, do you understand..."