On and on I know life goes/
I’m mourning the death of a Michael/
Not Jackson, but one missin in action/
One who was shot over some fashion/
Who lost hope when his dad split/
Who caught AIDS from a self-proclaimed bad bitch/ (watch yo mouth homie)
My culture’s goin’ down gather around my culture’s goin’ down/
Watch it burn baby burn my culture’s goin’ down/
Watch it burn baby burn my culture’s goin’ down/
[Sho Baraka]
Let’s start the revolution while we’re still young/
Industry hype well this is the real in for some/
Off the wall moonwalk no need for a drug/
I’ve been bad I’m just tryin to find my other glove/ (yo talk to em)
And play catch with the widow’s son/
He tryin to ball I’m tryin to tell him to own a club/
Young boy got himself a little lady bug/
They call em B’s in the street he tryin at catch a buzz/
My hood needs more fathers and less bachelors/
Introduce em to the Father - no more bastards/
Introduce em to manhood let’s see what that does/
If he’s tryina reach the stars I’ll call NASA/ (you better preach homie)
But I’m no pastor - runaway slave who has now turned rapper/
College educated but no need for a master’s/
Fall in love with this sound baby and we’ll catch ya/
Hah, man Sho who are you dog? You come around here like this a zoo dog?/
You look the part, but what’s really hood? We don’t see you ‘round here but ya talk is good/
On and on I know life goes/
I’m mourning the death of a Michael/
Not Jackson, but one missin in action/
One who was shot over some fashion/
Who lost hope when his dad split/
Who caught AIDS from a self-proclaimed bad bitch/ (watch yo mouth homie)
My culture’s goin’ down gather around my culture’s goin’ down/
Watch it burn baby burn my culture’s goin’ down/
Watch it burn baby burn my culture’s goin’ down/
[Sho Baraka]
They may have heard about God but they think why bother/
They heard Hail Mary’s but never knew our Fathers/
Have they heard of the love of Christ?/
Is heaven so far that it’s out of sight?/ (what’s up dog?)
A son starts to cry his father’s found dead and I don’t know why/
I can’t really look him in his eyes it’s hard to explain why his father really died/ (yo cuz we gotta go)
Maybe pride, maybe lies, maybe over a girl who belonged to another guy/
She’s a proud video vixen/
She ain’t got jelly she the whole dang kitchen/
Young boy’s addicted, yeah them boys itchin’/
Old men hooked with a look got em fishin’/ (man, shorty bad)
She promised me a hell of a night/
All I can think to myself is how Lucifer write/
Brothers in the club throwin’ you some bucks/
How about these same brothers throwin’ you some trust?/
Baby girl you mistake your own value/
You’re only worth the value of the idol you bow down to/
On and on I know life goes/
I’m mourning the death of a Michael/
Not Jackson, but one missin in action/
One who was shot over some fashion/
Who lost hope when his dad split/
Who caught AIDS from a self-proclaimed bad, bad/
My culture’s goin down gather around my culture’s goin down/
Gather around my culture’s goin down/
Gather around my culture’s goin down/
[Sho Baraka]
Minute after minute
Hour after hour
Day after day we be lustin for that power
Politicians and thugs intellectuals and cowards
Will do anything to get their hands on some power
I gotta get that power
Gimme some of that
Need some of that
Can’t live with out that power
I gotta get that power
Gimme some of that
Need some of that
Can’t live with out that power
