Everything is all right
No need to fight anymore
Who wants to fight anyway?
Without a cause to fight for


It's all in how you play the game
Said the referee
With the gameboard upside down
I landed on bankrupt four centuries ago
And went to jail without a chance card
I'm not a criminal
Actually, I didn't do it
But everybody says that
Everybody says that
So I jump on the backs
of generations of blacks
Attached to different causes
At once, slaves for the white man
And slaves to a dream
Now we're slaves to a name brand
Slaves to the green
Slaves to drugs and temptation
Slaves to territory and reputation
Slaves to our addictions and inner torments
Slaves to violence and ignorance
Slaves to our stereotypes
And slaves to our
crabs in a bucket
Just fuck it swagger
With sex at the tip of our lips
Everywhere you look
Voluptuous black women, swinging their hips
Rappers behind them giving out instructions
Drug deals, and no snitching pitches self destruction
Young black boys quitting school making beats in the basement
No child left behind, but if we turn around
It's children we're faced with
Teenage mothers pushing illegitimate babies down sidewalks
Talks of peace and acceptance
Yet hate and rejection force our children to be
self-concious since conception
Protecting old mantras of secrecy, ignoring abuse in the black family
Black men afraid of gays, afraid of committment
afraid of Black women, afraid of looking soft
Holding onto their dicks for dear life
Not realizing that if you're afraid of everything, it's already lost
Black women without self-respect, no man will complete you...you're already lost
With no father who had no father who had no father who had no father
Why bother to give an example to the next generation
When this demographic has become emaciated

As sad as a drunkard reminiscing his greatness
No need for pride any more, the time is getting too late for this
Schools taught by White Skin
Skipping vital lessons
No respect or knowledge for the brown skinned men
of the past who paved the way
Children calling out "Nigga Please!" on Martin Luther King day
Comparing ourselves to Jesus Christ
In the same sentence yelling, "Fuck my baby mama"
We sell tales of apathetic self-destruction to the White man
And they sell it to their children's impressionable minds, who buy into the drama
With self-defamation on our business card
Selling entertainment laced with ignorance and
Being cantankerous and moody, mistaken for being hard
Making excuses for abuses, common sense takes a back seat
I don't care what anybody says,
A child does not deserve to be shot
Because they were standing in the street
If a woman is being unreasonable, she does not deserve to be beat
Like a man
But the roles are reversed
And the black woman is the new Black man
Only in neighborhoods, where they can
get away with it
Equality surrounds us, on four sides all the same
The gameboard is a square, face side up
but it's how you play the game

But...everything is all right
No need to fight anymore
Who wants to fight anyway?
Without a cause to fight for