capella) Somebody scream bloody murder, inside of my head The exuctioner's plot controlled by the feds Take illegal action, they want Mumia dead This nation
up out of this ghetto crisis Coming up out of this ghetto gas, uh ha, yeah It's wicked in the mushroom cloud, nuclear niggas It's a ghetto crisis
[Verse 1] Night Blows, Stoves don't work, Hoes at work A warrior, so I wear 'em on my shirt Wish I was free as Che was,I spend a day buzzed Trippin on
west coast ghetto gold more than half a million know these beats got soul we still under pressure, thats my motivation to let this drunk technique leak thru out the nation