Conspiracy

[Verse 1: Guru]

You can't tell me life was meant to be like this

A black man in a world dominated by whiteness

Ever since the Declaration of Independence

We've been easily brainwashed by just one sentence

It goes: "All men are created equal"

That's why corrupt governments kill innocent people

With chemical warfare they created crack and AIDS

Got the public thinking these were things that black folks made

And every time there's violence shown in the media

Usually it's a black thing so where are they leading ya?

To a world full of ignorance, hatred and prejudice

TV and the news for years they have fed you this

Foolish notion that blacks are all criminals

Violent, low lifes and then even animals

I'm telling the truth so some suckers are fearing me

But I must do my part to combat the conspiracy

[Break]

Schools

Churches

War

[Verse 2: Guru]

The S.A.T. is not geared for the lower class

So why waste time even trying to pass

The educational system presumes you to fail

The next place is the corner then after that jail

You've got to understand that this has all been conspired

To put a strain on our brains so that the strong grow tired

It even exists when you go to your church

'Cause up on the wall a white Jesus lurks

They use your subconscious to control your will

They've done it for a while and developed the skill

To make you want to kill even your own brother man

Black against black, you see, it's part of their plan

They want to send us to war and they want to ban rap

What they really want to do is get rid of us blacks

Genocide is for real and I hope that you're hearing me

You must be aware to combat the conspiracy

[Break]

And the arts

Business

Industry

[Verse 3: Guru]

Even in this rap game all that glitters ain't gold

Now that rap is big business the snakes got bold

They give you wack contracts and try to make you go pop

'Cause they have no regard for real hip-hop

They'll compare you to others and say, "But yo, he sells"

And you know in your heart that he's weak as hell

So you say, "I ain't doing that corny stuff"

But they tell ya that your chart positions will go up

Sometimes they front big time and make you many promises

And when they break 'em that's when your mama says

"Son you're making records but that guy seems shady"

It could be too late and your career could be played, G

I hope you listen to the things that I'm sharing, see

We all have a job to combat the conspiracy