[Intro]
Woo (Statik Selektah)
So I'm basically saying
That it's gonna take you the people (Yeah), you the people
You the people to institute what you want

[Verse 1: Termanology]
Ayo, my family original mans from the original land
We talk biblical and spiritual gems
Traditional rituals different when they strippin' the man
The government want every dollar and cent in your hand
Turn on the news, saw somebody lynchin' a man
I'm itching, it cram my brain 'til I pick it again
I'm at the White House, guess I gotta picket again
I sit with my friends, prayin' with this pistol in hand
We need new leaders, but all we get is new heaters
A president who mislead us and give us different diseases
I spit my shit with a meanin' while scriptin' it like a genius
The system is intervenin', they beat on us and demean us
And I beatbox with the hollow sounds in my tummy
That Pete Rock, Statik and that Preemo do it for me
We don't do it for the money, but we always gettin' money
While you come and go, we be right here, legendary
Why they puttin' incisions inside your children with the microchip?
Vaccinations replacin' your nutrients and your vitamins
Black and Brown fill the prison up, your destiny decided
Mass incarcerations, we can't forget what Clinton and Biden did
They all devils sellin' off they souls on all levels
My dawgs rebels, run up on a tank with a pebble
The next cop that kill an unarmed man need a public beheading
And televise it so nobody'll fuckin' forget it
[Chorus]
So nobody'll fuckin' forget it
So nobody'll fuckin' forget it
So nobody'll fuckin' forget it
So nobody'll fuckin' forget it

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Too Black, too strong, too powerful (Yeah)
Too busy worried about doin' what they allow us to
They can't stand us, they remand us (Uh-huh)
'Cause we break rules and set standards
We survived off the hunger
They want us to die, we live longer (Yes)
Right before the lightning, there's thunder (Uh)
And we got hope, so don't wonder (Uh-uh)
Can't speed though, gotta have patience (Patience)
And every man must know his limitations
One bullet, headshot, penetration (Ah)
Nice hole in your skull, ventilation (Uh)

[Verse 3: Styles P]
Classism is the new segregation
They'll gentrify your hood like it's the new destination
White people come, they throw the Whole Foods up
Or the Starbucks, even have tofu cuts (Facts)
When the hood was all Black, it was just a food desert
This is America, they gotta do better
Too many lies in the news and newsletters (Lies)
If the school is Black, they don't care if it do better (They don't care)
You gotta teach the young, you gotta teach your own (Teach your own)
Gotta load your gun, you gotta reach your home (Word)
They brainwashin' n***as, don't let 'em bleach your dome (Uh-uh)
Plan and police, I gotta keep my chrome
[Outro: Styles P]
This is America, they gotta do better
They got, they-they, they gotta do better
This is America, they gotta do better
So nobody'll fuckin' forget it