It's Own

[Verse 1: POET-T]
You better run, you better run, you better duck and hide
Because I'm hoppin' in my shit, fits to do a drive-by
On punk motherfuckers that been holdin' me down
Now it's time for a crazy motherfucker to clown
And put down a punk motherfucking cop
That's been beating brothers for years, now you got it, shit gotta stop
I got the Glock and it's pumping like fireworks
So Relly Rel and Poet-T is straight puttin' in work
Because it hurts to see a brother get beat down
Stomped down, or Rodney King ?? the ground
Fuck that ?? shit
Because singin' never helps when you gettin' your ass kicked
It's time to split a motherfucker's head open
To let 'em know, that black people ain't jokin'
And we're tired of hopin' for peace of more blacks and whites
But fuck that shit, now it's time to fight
So let's unite, and split this fuckin' planet in half
You might laugh, but you won't when you feel the wrath
Of a, brother, that's madder than a motherfucker
Yeah, you ku-klu-klan-cluckhead son of a bitch, ??
Pull out my gauge and blow your ass to bits
Real quick, and toss you in the wind like a hen full of ??
You should've treat us better, you ?? devil
Smellin' like shit on a ??
But I'm gonna show your monkey ass that you can't hang with a rebel
That's ?? the go, and yo
And puttin' in mo' work than a little stank ho
And when the bullets flow, you better hit the deck quick bitch
Because I'm stackin' up rednecks
Like hotcakes, and I won't take a break
Until the job is done I'm gonna have fun
Using my Glock, non-stop
Boom, boom, boom and down goes another cop
And I don't give a god damn, no sir
I gotta fuck up quick, you know him and her
Some servin' they ass like a medium rare steak
With blood runnin' off the plate
And every bullet they take, go straight to his dome
To let you devil motherfuckers know that it's on

[Hook: POET-T]
It's on, motherfuckers, it's on!
It's on, motherfuckers
It's on, motherfuckers
It's on, motherfuckers, it's on!

[Verse 2: RELLY REL]
It's time for some hollering and abolishing, I'm gonna kill a million and
It will be the devil's ass that I'm polishing
For slaughtering millions of blacks, like rats
And you must be a fool if you think I'ma kick back
And take that shit, you can eat a fat dick
And all you people of color better join the team before you in a casket
Lookin' like burnt up plastic, get off your ass because it's gettin' drastic
The bastards are makin' a move undercover
So we gotta open the eyes of a devil lover
And set their ass on a right track with the gat
Teach 'em how to aim so they can pull some cap back back
Straight to the back of their neck
And show these devil motherfuckers that we know how to flex
And break necks, and the thing that really makes me sick
Is that every other race treat the blacks like shit
In America, by the fuckin' Ku-Klux-Klan
And now everyone treats a ?? like the white man
And nobody wants a motherfuckin' black in their family
Unless they're a celebrity
A celebrity is thought of as a good nigga
Because they want your signature
And the thing that really makes me laugh
Is how they'll break a motherfuckin' neck for a autograph
Or to take a picture with you, shakin' your hand
Even though you're still a black man
And the cops don't give a fuck who you are
They'll sweat you even though you're a movie star
Although they wouldn't treat you bad as the regulars
Because they know you have lawyers
That'll fade the ass on the double
And sometime man, it's not worth the trouble
But the day come back when blacks are fed up
From getting washed to the side, I fucking throw up
That's the day then thoughts are gonna be slashed
Then headbashed, for being treated last class
You better change the ways before it's too late
And change your mind so I'm warning you one more time
Bustin' brothers are known for breakin' motherfucker's bones
We lettin' you motherfuckers know that it's on