you can’t be too cool to see that in life and on these streets
you don’t hustle and you don’t eat
you don’t struggle, you don’t get free
how can it be cool to not be free
I just want for you what I want for me
and that’s for us to be
alright alright alright alright
you trippin’ if you ain’t trippin’ boy you slippin’
things will never be
alright alright alright alright
you trippin’ if you ain’t trippin’ boy you slippin’
things will never be
alright

your sisters on hop but you ain’t trippin’
unfairly harrassed by cops but you ain’t trippin’
another unarmed brother shot but you ain’t trippin
it’s a trip that you ain’t trippin
trip dog, we trippin
your schools are underfunded but you ain’t trippin
bill collectors on your back but you ain’t trippin
instead of jobs they give you crack but you ain’t trippin
you don’t know what it means to be black
that’s why you ain’t trippin
but now trippin, I think you oughtta be
I’m trippin cause you’re a part of me that’s not moving accordingly
so regretfully I’m rewarded the responsibility to tell you
get yourself together partner
only knife in a drawer full of spoons
of course you’re gonna think you’re the sharpest
but in a drawer full of ginsus
you’re a butter knife, a pocket knife
baking soda to baby powder, simply just can’t rock it right
and i’m sorry bud, but i’m not the type that’ll pussyfoot or sugarcoat
cause soon you’re gonna be free
and talkin about the letters you shoulda wrote
all the books you shoulda read
or all the things you shoulda did
instead of sitting in the penn and braggin about the women you took to bed
silly the chick that fucks with you and I pity the kids that stuck with you

you treat her like she don’t exist
you treat them like they under you
act like life in wonderful
as long as you feel comfortable
but i hereby christen you Lolly Pop
for doing the things that suckers do
real niggas don’t fuck with you
its’ high time to come anew
get pissed when you hear this shit
but you need to take a number two
man you so full of ish
actin manish and bullyish
tryna conceal the real that you feel so powerless
but here lies your resurrection, your cekken
lyrical obelisk, witness the power knowledge gets when understanding follows it
not exclusive to college kids from cottages with scholarships
establish your dominance, you too can become prominent
add a little confidence, you can accomplish any accomplishment
it takes Big Fundamentals and I’m tryna spur your ass like Popovich

you can’t be too cool to see that in life and on these streets
you don’t hustle and you don’t eat
you don’t struggle, you don’t get free
how can it be cool to not be free
I just want for you what I want for me
and that’s for us to be
alright alright alright alright
you trippin’ if you ain’t trippin’ boy you slippin’
things will never be
alright alright alright alright
you trippin’ if you ain’t trippin’ boy you slippin’
things will never be
alright

(go together) like unjust laws and civil unrest
put your hands up, put your piece up
march on the capitol and occupy them streets up
no more Jim Crow
split the belly of the beast up
til we feel free suh
we will not ease up, no
put your hands up, put your piece up
march on the capitol and occupy them streets up
no more Jim Crow
split the belly of the beast up