K. SHOCKLEE-E. SADLER-C. RIDENHOUR



War at 33 1/3

Haven't you heard

I got quick and clever

At the level of a scientist

With this list my fist pumps chumps

And don't miss

Sorry majority grudgin' against the enemy

And any other nigger wit an attitude see

And any other rapper whose a brother

Who try to speak to one another

Gets smothered by the other kind

No so divine so I heard it thru the grapevine

Sent the feds out to get mine

Time yo-yo to go Bronco in 90-91

Laughin' while they're searchin' for my 98



Accelerate the race from the chase

Looka my face

It ain't hate but they don't want a debate

To take great

Can I live my life without 'em treatin'

Every brother like me like we're holdin'

A knife alright time to smack Uncle Sam

Don't give a damn, look at the flag

My bloods a flood

Without credit

Black and close to the edit

I fed it, you read it, just remember who said it

War at 33 1/3 not really live

I rather do it at 45

Went west in the quest for my intelligence

Climbed a fence took a teacher on

Ain't seen him since, hence he winced

And convinced that the Black

Was back revolving to a renaissance

Bronze to gold I told felt bold

Taught a so called teacher our role

In civilizin' the whole globe

Banned unplanned as I said

I don't break down religion why?

There ain't a smidgen for a pigeon

Nature for bird, dog, worm or lion

So my question to man is

So why the lyin'

God's law I saw is natural factual

Only man creates a waste

Defiance in his haste

Based on scheme a scam

>From some mastermind damn if we read it

And we see it and still be blind

No need to search a fake church

Evangelical, huster

Anglo taxin' to muscle ya

Check I wreck you guess yes

All the bullshit now that's progress