Fist up for Fred Hampton

Cops ambushed and killed him in cold blood, couldn't kill the revolution

Which side are you standing?

Or are you amongst the masses in the slaughterhouse awaiting execution?

This that get down with the squad shit

At the table with the mob, Mount Olympus with the God shit

This that get down with the squad shit

Martin Luther King with the molotov, molotov

Marcus Garvey with the Biggie, gunpowder fed

Rockefellers bred, shotty by the bed, why ain't nobody scared?

Firing, riding off the ledge, blue, white, and red sirens flag inside my head, dying as I recite the pledge

Used to ride the pegs in more innocent times

Shit was just as fucked up then, but I just realized it now

Limited opportunities can kill an unlimited mind

Consider the ties, sit aside, to our lineage rise

Nonviolent revolutions don't work

You protest in the streets, they just gon' throw yo ass in jail

You plead for peace, people in sheets done came bombed yo Baptist church

The judge don't do nothing about it 'cause he was there with the bailiff

No ultimatum, and fuck them 40 acres, we been fighting for our slavers

For way too long, been enchained too long

The system has been ingrained in our brain too long

A right is not a right if they can take it

You feel it, you should say it, you should stand up, embrace it

Our history didn't start from a slave ship

The price of freedom is death, are you afraid yet?

Talk against the industry, end up like the Kennedys

Buck against the system, get Malcolm X'd out the picture

Let yo Martin Luther King out, they fucking blow yo dream out

Bitch, I'm 'bout to let the fro out, 'bout to let the freedom ring out