Do you know what we are going to do?
We are going to defend ourselves because Huey P. Newton says that
"Power is the ability to define phenomena and make it act in a desired manner"
Power is the ability to define phenomena and make it act in a desired manner
Power, if we have the ability to define it, the only next thing to do is get organized
So when a pig walks up to you, or a pig gets to jiving with the people
You be so organized you be learning some tactics
You be learning some revolutionary principles
You be having some guns hid out somewhere
You have some proper tactics
That when the pig gets to jiving with you
The pig is wrong, you whip your guns out on him, blow him away
And then you have the ability
In fact, you have made that pig act in a desired manner

Smokin' a fat spliff in a brand new Benz
No I.D. On the track, let the story begin, begin
Hah, yeah

Lookin' in the mirror but I don't see much
Still runnin' the streets so I don't sleep much
Watchin' the snakes so they don't creep up
But the way I'm gettin' this money, niggas can't keep up
You niggas can't keep up
Niggas got beef but it can't be much
I'm still walkin' through the crowds like I can't be touched
Top back all black, Gretzky puck
Ice skater lil' later might let me fuck
Damn, she might let me fuck
Last night, I cried tears of joy
What did I do to deserve this?
Vacheron on my wrist a year ago
I didn't even know the bitches exist
Quarter milli for the motherfucker
No insurance on the motherfucker
Ain't life a bitch?
But you gotta keep her wet
Keys open doors so I gotta keep a set
Everybody know that I'm a lotta people's threat
Biggie Smalls in the flesh, livin' life after my death
Yesterday, I read my horoscope
Tell me, Lord, will I be poor and broke?
Tell me, Lord, will I be dealin' dope?
I wanna take my momma to the Poconos, but only Lord knows

Goodbye to all the loved ones I leave behind
At least they can't see me cry
And I ask, when someone wants to be me, why?
Thought havin' everything would ease my mind
If you could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy

Last night, I cried tears of joy
What did I do to deserve this?
Young rich motherfucker still uneducated
But dammit a nigga made it
Goddamn a nigga made it
Crib bigger than a church, Lord know I'm blessed
Five different lawyers, Lord know I'm stressed
A punch in the face'll get you 300K
Ask Vlad, now he back to makin' minimum wage
Another victim of my criminal ways
I wanna walk in the image of Christ
But that bitch Vivica nice
And I'm still swimmin' in ice
I'm just livin' my life
I'm just livin' my life
Lease a Lamborghini for your pussy rate
Life is just a pussy race
Snatch a bitch, take her back to your place
Next morning I can tell you how the pussy taste
I got expensive taste

Goodbye, to all the loved ones I leave behind
At least they can't see me cry
And I ask, when someone wants to be me, why?
Thought havin' everything would ease my mind
If you could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy

Last night I cried tears of joy
What did we do to deserve this?
Not to dwell on the the past but to keep it real
I gotta represent for Emmett Till
All the dead souls in the field
Lookin' at my Rollie, it's about that time
White man had a problem with mine
And we suppose to be shy?
The revolution's televised
Bobby still on the rise

Goodbye, to all the loved ones I leave behind
At least they can't see me cry
And I ask, when someone wants to be me, why?
Thought havin' everything would ease my mind
If you could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred, I have tattoo tears of joy Writer/s: Ernest Wilson, Thomas Callaway, William Roberts, Willie Hutch
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