[shyheim]

The precinct is crooked, my man got grabbed up

Had cracks on him worth about a bullet

They just took it, asked him questions like, "where's the guns?"

They tried to cheat him to tell them where was un

The god ten deep in a red fifteen passenger

Guns out when they jumped out, pointed at us

Here comes, what they call a procedure

Slammin us against a gate, cuffin us before they beat us



[channel live]

It's like they can't trust us, they wanna bust us

And crush us, they sayin f' us, there's no peace, no just-us

They claim to protect us, they serve and they wreck us

Never respect us, arrest us and always stress us



To see the devil die is my purpose of to live up

Self-determinance is the must, i practice kool g jog-a-leos

Free your mind and yo *bitch* is sure to follow

And free will come to lock it down, look out for tips thats hollow



[wise intelligent (of poor righteous teachers)]

It's p.i.t. supreno

Mix it down, dedicated to steve feliciano

Directored that steam and gouge danno

F' the five-oh pronto, cuz i know

First head to take the white and burst lead

Never did but might have to do it

Lies twenty-five, hollow shots in a pro-active unit

7-a, m-j, stop the bs movement, that's how we do it

Mobilize the people, conscious *niggas* get to it



[chorus: mos def (of black star)]

My people unite and let's all get down

We got to have one love, peace and understandin

One god, one love, one life

One aim, one voice, one fight



[chorus 2: mos def]

My people unite, hop up and do a right

We got to have one love, peace and understandin

One god, one love, one life

One aim, one voice, one fight

My people unite, hop up and do a right (echoe