Оригинален текст
K.Jones/A.Moore/W.Kibbee/Fish)
"Born in the 1940's, my parents couldn't vote,
X and King were on a march for power true,
Black power that is
Panther's and their attitudes,
sport fresh new business suits, yeh yeh.
Stricken with determination to rise above a slave,
the mayo men used firehoses
to spray the monkeys back in their cages."
Round and around and around they go
The bus is goin mighty slow
Brothers in the back seat
Caucs in the front
People gettin' hostile when I kill someone