Night, descends, as the sun's light ends
And [bad word] back, to blend again
And with the depth of the sun
Night blackness [bad word] one 
Blackness being you 
peeping through the red, the white, and the blue
Dreaming of bars, black civilizations that once florished and grew
HEY! - WAKE UP, [bad word] or y'all through!!
Drowning in the puddle of the white man's spit
as you pause for some drawers in the midst of [bad word] And ain't got nothing to save your funky [bad word] with!
You cool, fool - sipping on a menthol cigarette 'round midnight
Rapping about how the Big Apple is outta sight, when you ain't never had a bite
Who are you fooling? Me, you
Wake up, [bad word] or ya ALL through!
In Uptown, two roaches are drowned in each other's [bad word] In Downtown, interracial lovers secretly kiss
while junkies are dreaming of total bliss
Somewhere in the atmospheeeere, far away from heeeeere
Beyond realms of white dimensions, gathered by suppressed intentions
As their CRIES, cries, cries go unrecognized
except by their keeper, the Grim Reaper
"SAVE ME!!," a carnity shout, as the lights go out
'cause you ain't paid your 'lectric bill
and the rats and roaches move on in for the kill
As your lips [bad word] the Grain, that last drought from the wine bottle
And you roll snake eyes, never to realizing that you BLEW
WAKE up, [bad word] or ya all through!
Sitting in the corner with your minds tied to your behinds
Bonafied members of [bad word] Anonymous
never knowing which way you're going - pimpin' off life
Turning tricks to slick [bad word]  with candy asses
"All masses are behelding a mind mourning for the Late Great black maaaaaaan.."
(Ahhhhhhh-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen...) 
YOU [bad word] UNDERSTAND?! UP AGAINST THE WALL
black male and farmers, are a-blow you away
And you'll never live to see the light of day
And the nightstick, the nightstick it glides GRACEFULLY upside yo' head
That's right, brothers and sisters, YOU livin' dead
When the [bad word] crows, and the night goes
and it saves your [bad word] in the nick of time
As you wake up and you start to find
yourself, laying up in bed - scratching your [bad word] in hand
Trying to remember where you recall this veneer nightmare
that always leave you feelin' blue
But you still can't place, The Man face, as hard as you try to
HEY! - WAKE UP, [bad word] OR WE ALL THROUGH!!!