If we can't live in peace then fuck it let's die
They aint tryin' to hear us then fuck it let's ride
Catch a traitor then stick a needle in his eye
Smash mode soilder we runnin' out of time

[Verse 1]
From Zumbi dos Palmares na mata fechada
To Commando Vermelho bustin at the cops with them choppas
Che Guevara and Castro bangin' in Cuba
To the Zapatistas and Latin kings that bust with that Rugger.
We ain't forgot but baby boy that block still hot
People still broke they went from snortin' coke to that hop
Tryin' to escape and take your brain up up and away
And you ain't gotta worry about them bills that don't get paid
Ho's get made in the 7th 8th 9th and 10th grade
Studyin' that trickin' game as if they takin' a trade
Little brothers is getting smothered like potatoes and gravy
Got a name and street fame Jesus Christ couldn't save him
And he gonna ride until that day he gone
Slide him that black or chrome