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Do you know what we are going to do? We are going to defend ourselves because Huey P. Newton says that "Power is the ability to define phenomena and make it act in a desired manner." Power is the ability to define phenomena and make it act in a desired manner Power: if we have the ability to define it, the only next thing to do is get organized So when a pig walks up to you, or when a pig gets to Jiving with the people you be so organized you be learning some tactics You be learning some revolutionary principles You be having some guns hid out somewhere You have some proper tactics that when the pig gets to jiving with you The pig is wrong, you whip your guns out on him Blow him away, and then you have made the ability, in fact You have made that pig act in a desired manner Smokin' a fat spliff in a brand new Benz No I.D. on the track, let the story begin, begin Hah, yeah Lookin' in the mirror but I don't see much Still runnin' the streets so I don't sleep much Watchin' the snakes so they don't creep up But the way I'm gettin' this money, niggas can't keep up You niggas can't keep up Niggas got beef but it can't be much I'm still walkin' through the crowds like I can't be touched Top back all black, Gretzky puck Ice skater lil' later might let me fuck Damn, she might let me fuck Last night I cried tears of joy What did I do to deserve this? Vacheron on my wrist a year ago I didn't even know the bitches exist Quarter milli for the mothafucka No insurance on the mothafucka Ain't life a bitch? But you gotta keep her wet Keys open doors so I gotta keep a set Everybody know that I'm a lotta people's threat Biggie Smalls in the flesh livin' life after my death Yesterday I read my horoscope Tell me Lord will I be poor and broke? Tell me Lord will I be dealin' dope? I wanna take my momma to the Poconos But only Lord knows Goodbye, to all the loved ones I leave behind At least they can't see me cry And I ask, when someone wants to be me, whyyyy Thought havin' everything would ease my mind If you could read my mind My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy Last night I cried tears of joy What did I do to deserve this? Young rich motherfucker still uneducated But dammit a nigga made it Goddamn a nigga made it Crib bigger than a church, Lord know I'm blessed Five different lawyers, Lord know I'm stressed A punch in the face get you three hundred K Ask Vlad, now he back to makin' minimum wage Another victim of my criminal ways I wanna walk in the image of Christ But that bitch Vivica nice And I'm still swimmin' in ice I'm just livin' my life I'm just livin' my life Lease a Lamborghini for your pussy rate Life is just a pussy race Snatch a bitch, take her back to your place Next morning I can tell you how the pussy taste I got expensive taste Goodbye, to all the loved ones I leave behind At least they can't see me cry And I ask, when someone wants to be me, whyyyy Thought havin' everything would ease my mind If you could read my mind My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy Last night I cried tears of joy What did we do to deserve this? Not to dwell on the the past but to keep it real I gotta represent for Emmett Till All the dead souls in the field Lookin' at my Rollie it's about that time White man had a problem with mine And we suppose to be shy? The revolution's televised Bobby still on the rise Goodbye, to all the loved ones I leave behind At least they can't see me cry And I ask, when someone wants to be me, whyyyy Thought havin' everything would ease my mind If you could read my mind My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy Maybach music
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