[Verse 1: Sabac]
I sense the presence of war, it's upon us all
I saw the rain out the window as the darkness falls
I saw the lights go out, heard the propellers again
Search and destroy, take cover under umbrellas and tents
My defense mechanisms activated by my wisdom
Pussy MC’s got saturated in the kingdom
Time to decontaminate racist stink that feed evil
Fuck the radio and TV, it ain’t easy lead the people to validity
Consider me the brain and the ability to change what is killing me
Change your vicinities, identity ain’t faced by your shape and taste
But the honor of your persona is gon’ save your face
Amazing Grace, man, how sweet the shots that pop off
And clear out all the streets and blocks
I make protest music, protest music
If we ever really gon' blow, let’s use it

[Chorus: Antwon Lamar Robinson]
No matter how hard they try, we won’t be victimized
They can’t look me in the eyes, so I won’t fall for the lies
Won’t compromise themselves for the sake of what they done
For the struggle and the pain, you know a change is gon’ come

[Verse 2: Sabac]
I rise in the morning seeking sought through rhymes
I wrote little something and read New York Times
I separate the truth, I don’t get caught on lies
‘cause the media is a way to distort your minds
And I'm a soldier in a war that never seems to end
I’m on the frontlines but will I ever breathe again?
I’m like a pastor, a master when I roll the Dutch
Lately my voice been changing, I smoke too much
Stressed the fuck out, the C.I.A. still wanna blast me
They pull me over, tryna ask me
“Where was you on New Year’s Eve?”
I’m like look, man, I was wilding, riding violent in Thailand
“What about in February?”
You ain’t even close enough
I was in Cuba with The Buena Vista Social Club
Smoking Cubans, doing new things
They go accusing me and some shit
But they don’t know the revolution is in my music
My weapons and words, the way I kill it
Playing low-key then rise the fuck up like David Hilliard
Will it be heaven or war?
Peep the lessons I taught
I teach you how to take your guns
And use your weapons for cause like
Aim, shoot, fire, buck at enemies who want to stay lying to us
I take matter in my own hands, I’m my own man
This is survival skills, dog, what a performance
[Chorus: Antwon Lamar Robinson]
No matter how hard they try, we won’t be victimized
They can’t look me in the eyes so I won’t fall for the lies
Won’t compromise themselves for the sake of what they done
For the struggle and the pain, you know a change is gon’ come