Rainy nights infest my brain
please explain why so many
brothers locked, shackled, and chained;
2003 and thangs still ain't changed
brothers getting killed by the 3K's
plotting on us all,
contemplating our fall,
homeland security for all minorities;
revolutionary souja, bump authority,
the master still whipping brothers like
slavery, instead of whips, cops kill us
with slugs from clips;
never throwing up the deuce talking 'bout
a truce, I'm fighting for my rights
'til my soul release from flesh, eternally blessed
with my armor and shield;
THIS GOES OUT TO ALL MY SOUJAS THAT GOT KILLED IN THE FIELD
it ain't no dream how they plan and scheme,
fiend for green, things ain't always what they seem;
trying to get between our team, infiltrating our seams;
must have forgotten the Supreme sees all things;
whats done in the dark will one day surface to the light;
allow the truth to be spoken, don't wanna die from
a gun that's smoking, but we are in a military state,
ain't no telling what's my earthly fate, but
I refuse to sit and wait, locked up
in a federal state,
so I'm holding court in the streets
until my life cease, fu%k peace!