This is what we be waitin for? 21st century we still poor World war, they want me to kill four What happened to the future they always predicted With new science fictional things and space visits I've seen two sides, us against them Police troops ride with four to five men Prison business is boomin, senators grin People searchin for answers, where to begin Capitilism born from the backs of blacks White folks relax, live off the kick backs Gettin work to the bone jo, build this country Further exploided by class to make money Filthy rich capilist with blood loot Use main frames systems to bank and compute With the next technology, credit to the wires Internet growth the man more suppliers Welfare, ederly checks and wage workers All us, elephants trapped in they circus Ain't fightin over man made chips no more When the lights go out, it's gonna belong to the poor
