We got so much soul
  You can damn near see it
  Spinnin on a 45
  I've come to the conclusion
  Clear the confusion
  My point is to rock
  Dis funky joint
  Dont you know
  I got tangled
  In the star spangled banner
  In the middle of Alabama
  Or was it Tennesee or Arkansas
  New York & Cali got the same
  Amount of race rallys
  I know they wanna hang me
  Straight around the neck
  So I'm knockin off the hand checks
  So you can
  When I say what it is
  It ain't nutting but a song
    Krackas, killas, kidnappas
  KKK tryes to blame it on the rappers
  They dont count the ones
  That bounce to the 40 ounce
  Or the runts dat get stunted
  By the bluntz
  This time I'm gonna take it down the line
  To the ones that are ready
  They be holdin it steady
  When a song so wrong
  So many be singin it
  Strangled tangled
  Caught in a spangled
  Banner got em on dat camera
  Stars I'm seein from
  A beatdown in a slamma
  O cay can you see
  But you cant
  Uncle Sammy wears the pants
  Toms his bitch
  When he's swingin a switch
  Rather stick da poor up
  And give it to da rich
  I always thought dat power
  Was to the people, we the people
  O say can I see we ain't people
    When I pledge allegiance
  I shoulda got a sticka
  1st grade/2nd grade
  I shoulda just kicked a
  Verse in the middle of class
  Instead of singin bout bombs
  Like a dumb ass
  Land of the free
  Home of the brave
  And hell with us nigas we slaves
  That shoulda been the last line
  Of a song that's wrong form to get
  So when everybody stand
  I sit
    The red is for blood shed
  The blue is for the sad ass songs
  We be singin in church while white mans heaven is black mans hell
  The stars what we way when we
  Got our ass beat
  Stripes whip marks in our backs
  White is for the obvious
  Ain't no black in that flag