The More Things Change (feat. Isis Aja)

We are black (Yeah)

Stolen from mommy (Yeah)

Can't make it back (Can't make it back)

That's why we must learn our roots and culture

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

I made a joint called wake up

I'm black and I'm proud

Love vs. Hate

Plus, time's runnin' out

I hit you with the God like flow

Knowledge is to know, so go get it and grow

You wanna know what's goin' on now

Play some of my joints from twenty years ago

'Cause ain't a damn thing changed

Black people still dying in vain

Shoot first, don't even ask questions

Stun gunnin', no rights, just arrestin'

Fear of a black man

That was stolen from the motherland

And I'm tired of them slave movies

Fifty years done passed, still feelin' like the seventies

We are black (Yeah)

Stolen from mommy (Yeah)

Can't make it back (Can't make it back)

That's why we must learn our roots and culture

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

Now hold up, wait a minute

Where my soldiers at, like no limit

This joint here ain't made for the timid

Same old shit since ancient Kemet

I came in the door, no tricks, no gimmick

Black man God, everybody wanna mimic

Steal my culture, take the wealth

And then you wanna front like you did it yourself?

But uh, that shit gon' end today

When it comes to this, ****, I don't play

I'ma keep droppin' bombs till I'm old and grey

So uh, move, ****, better get out the way

The new Django comin' at a angle

This shit be the new Black Star Spangled

Grand Puba, you know how I put it down

Like a cypher goin' 'round and 'round

Circle (Yeah)

Stolen from mommy

Can't make it back (Can't make it back)

That's why we must learn our roots and culture

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

The more things change, the more they stay the same

Radio, bet you they won't play this

Brand Nubian, keep 'em on the blacklist

We gotta protect these babies

How many more unnecessary sacrifices?

How many more marches, aren't your feet tired?

What happened to our 40 Acres and a Mule?

Shit, I wanna build a casino, too

And me too

We need group economics

We need organization

We need unification

The youth must respect the OGs

And the OGs must teach the seed

And, mama, please burn that weave

Shorty, you wildin', yo

I ain't say that

Damn, yeah, I ain't gon' get no shows, fuckin' with you

Sister soldier, ass