War At 33 1/3

[Intro: Chuck D, Louis Farrkhan, Flavor Flav]

Yo, move on 'em

Grab his soul and get the Black mind back

They just hope that he'll never wake up (Listen)

Because they never wanna meet him on the battlefield

(What is your opinion of...?)

[Verse 1: Chuck D]

War at 33 1/3, haven't you heard?

I got quick and clever at the level of a scientist

With this list my fist pumps chumps and don't miss

Sorry majority grudge against the enemy

And any other nigga wit' a attitude, see

And any other rapper who's a brother tries to speak to one another

Gets smothered by the other kind

Not so divine so I heard through the grapevine

Sent the feds out to get mine

Time, yo, yo, to go Bronco in 90-91

Laughin' while they're searchin' for my '98

Accelerate the race from the chase

Look at my face that they hate, but they don't want a debate, to take, great

Can I live my life without 'em treatin' every brother like me like I'm holdin' a knife? Alright

Time to smack Uncle Sam who don't give a damn

Look at the flag, my blood's a flood without credit

Black and close to the edit

I fed it, you read it, just remember who said it

[Interlude: Louis Farrakhan, Flavor Flav]

But don't challenge them in theology

Don't challenge their political thinking

Now don't challenge them in education

Don't challenge them in science

For that breaks the mold that they are not used to

Yo, listen

[Verse 2: Chuck D]

War at 33 1/3 not really live, I rather do it at 45

Went west in the quest for my intelligence

Climbed a fence, took a teacher on

Ain't seen him since

Hence he winced and convinced that the Black was back, revolving to a renaissance

Bronze to gold I told felt bold

Taught a so called teacher our role in civilizin' the whole globe

Banned unplanned as I said

I don't break down religion, why?

There ain't a smidgen for a pigeon

Just nature for bird, dog, worm or lion

So my question to man is

So why the lyin'?

God's law I saw is natural factual

Only man creates a waste, defiance in his haste

Based on a scheme, a scam from some mastermind

Damn, we read it and still be blind

No need to search a fake church, Evangelical hustler

Anglo taxin' to muscle ya

Check I wreck, you guess yes

All the bullshit, yeah

Now that's progress