War At 33 1/3

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 through 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