Welcome to the next level
But I brought along the metal
Case somebody wanna heckle
(There he goes again..)
Wit a girl wit such a glow
It’d prolly blow u I got several
They see haziq is special but
They better be respectful…
(There he goes again..)

God I know u sumwhwre watching me but I can SEE the devil
Live killas, sober drug-dealers- are we successful?
And tho I know I’m handlin this life is so stressful
Heart heavy cuz I done seen so many wit a chestful
Of smoke or slugs steada hope and love there’s dope in their blood insteada pride and discipline
So when they show us drugs it provokes the thugs… To jump in the holes they dug fall in the system
And stay there- or at least work for minimum wage
So we gotta steal to eat like we had to ever since we were slaves
They don’t play fair- but then we riot and they act amazed
But I see the signs- we still readin the lines from off that same page
Like how we attacked Iraq cuz we ain’t feel what they did was right
“And they hit us first, can’t have em feelin we takin shxx light-”
&thas right and exact long as u ain’t black they givin u stripes
Cuz matter fact my man did that& now they givin him life
(but all they say is..)

Chorus
There he goes again that crazy man
But what if maybe I ain’t crazy they think I am
U jus seein good old-fashioned soul& passion
And the G.O.D. in me- thas goal over distraction
There he goes again, that crazy man
And if u know me then u know that ain’t jus rappin
ain’t never no relaxin or slackin on my mackin

v2
Then they talk about they got no money to teach the children
But then they order 20 more planes at the cost of a billion. each.
but that aint what they teach- like screw desks and chairs,
lets put more jets in the air- oh yeah?
well i believe the children are our future
but look they better get textbooks and computers
and they better get some teachers who care and some tutors
or i believe those children will grow up and shoot ya
(noo!) yes my mane- keep treatin me lame&
then feel less of a mane when i treat u the same&
as we progress thru the pain, reachin& gainin–
one question remains– are they teachin or trainin?
Like “I pledge allegiance to the flag”
(that done raped my mama and murdered my dad)
“and to the republic for which it stands”
(where the constitution still say im 3/5ths of a man)
but all they say is…

(chorus)

v3
And then they talk about they got no money to feed the children
but that worldcom nixxa house cost $300million
did they lock him up? (well now they did) but he was straight trippin
but they put us under the jail for sellin to feed like 8siblings?
and they dc sniper was some kinda trifle
but what kinda stress make a black man grab a rifle
poverty, oppression, mis-readin the bible
listenin to false profits, beleivin in idols
or spendin ya time bein idle, when succedin vital
then complain they bein stifled when they see me wit the title
confusin genocide wit survival. now he bout to get hang-time like michael
the suicide cycle continues, but the pyramids remind you of yo potential
and heres a lil somn confidential- its all simple cuz its all mental-
and its always time for action…
theres weapons of mass destruction… and weapons of mass-distraction