What you're trying to tell me G If I walk down to the corner and shop I'm a goner A Bodega is a no-no so where should I get my grub Without you idiots trying to rub -- me out Cause I'm the victim on your main route You take me out and you might get some clout Anger is driving around in a red Wrangler Looking for all you black stranglers To squeeze your reasoning try to find the answer You try to rob you'll get a Jolly Rancher For ya dragon, brotherly strength and gaggin Put away the gun son, run for cover, seek sanctuary with your mother Ahh my brother My brother four times Take the time to check the clock and don't smother Other being when both are already fleeing From the same oppression, the lesson here has been ignored for many years and years Fears has created many hostile years Hoover sustained the first hate maneuver Jiggaboo and now I have to also be afraid of you Think like Brown or Franklin and be thanking The one you pray to, they're after you too Don't try to switch, they're not after no other But us my brother Mississippit Burning gets my stomach churning and yearning I d on't care how much we're earning Each year we dissipate in the air yeah Change our line of thought put away the damn quart of brew the intoxicated crew knew We couldn't come hither if we're destroying our liver So what should we do earn our little pittance And act real ignorant just like the Buttmins Put away our t hings and sing a different sound Come home and you might get beat down Down down down you won't touch no other Why not no other, my brother