Bring That Beat Back Lyrics - C

Played in Cincinnati 

Wit my whole head nappy 

Made a rally in the street 

Wit nothin' but a beat 

Gotta grudge against a judge 

Kick 'em out that seat 

You are what you eat 

So what you eatin'? 

Same message to your mind 

Be self defeatin' 

Sick n tired of bein' sick 

And tired of bein' beaten 

Saw 'em drop it like it 

Was way too hot and too fast 

For hip hop, doo wop, rock or bop 

Ain't here to hurt you 

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Don't hang in them circles 

Government ain't got me 

Yet so y'all don't stop me 

See a stampede of fake cats 

Runnin' from Bill Cosby 

What does he gotta do wit you doin' you? 

Y'all know what? 

DJ, Lord gimme that cut 

Bring that beat back 

That's what's up 

Feedback from truly 

Freed blacks 

Gotta think outta this 

Box of hard knocks 

Lined 'em up at Fort Knox 

To die in Iraq 

You don't know I rock? 

What you under a rock? 

Old cats beggin' us to bring that beat back 

Each generation thinks 

The next one is wack 

Jump started in the daze of crack 

R&B Reagan, daddy Bush 

Way the hell on back 

Pray to god 

Feel like I got a church in myself 

Good god, uh, can't get no help 

I say again health care cutback 

Shit is wack 

Bring that beat back 

They say the youth don't matter 

And the old don't mind 

It takes a lotta spine 

To build all them young minds 

Some of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time 

Album what? We just makin' one at a time 

To save another brother whose life on the line 

A big shot to claim some rocks and shine 

Signs of a soul gone solo, robbed blind 

A very small part of half the worlds crime 

Runaway child blown by an old land mine 

Little ones workin' in diamond mines 

So cats can say what's hers and what's mine 

Diamonds is girls best friend 

So why's he cryin'? 

See when y'all hear it get near it 

And you recognize the lyrics 

You trained toain 

And you start to fear it 

Escapism 

Like today there ain't racism 

Obviously y'all ain't see 

Black folks on TV 

Judgment calls 

Made on behalf of you and me 

Or you and I 

Do or die 

I say an I for an I 

Dividin' line 

Got the poor people 

Payin' for crime 

Corporations gettin' paid off our jail time 

Now y'all can tell Russell 

Yes, I knock the hustle 

'Cause 2 million in lock down 

Under federal muscle 

Beyond the streets 

These kids is always watchin' 

Watching some of these jerks 

When they go berserk 

So I work