Dem Crazy Lyrics - Singles - Dead Prez

The police is the enemy 

Hook: 

Everywhere the white man go he bring misery 

All throughout history, look it up 

Everything them bald heads touch they fuck it up 

Every government he set up, it be corrupt 

Revolution 

Dead prez, people army, steve marley, ghetto youth crew 

What you know is who you are, who are you? 

Do you know who you are in the world? what is your world view? 

What do you go through? , what has your life showed you? 

What are you learnin in this so called life? 

Do you have principle or do you blow with the wind 

Do you wanna be free but don't know where to begin 

Do you know your enemy from your friend, even you can 

It's deep in this scannin the system that keepin us here 

Will we survive, do you believe, are we afraid 

Would you rather have control of your life, or be a slave 

Show me a sign, a pig ain't no homey of mine 

They own me what's mine, I show you if you loan me your nine 

I'm only concerned for tables to turn 

When the people learn the truth about the system, the cities will burn 

And I stand firm, like chaka zulu, these crackers can't stop you 

Who you? 

[stephen marley] 

I'm crazy, dem crazy 

Just those crazy boys, right and tough 

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 

[stephen marley] 

Dem crazy, dem crazy 

Just those crazy boys, right and tough 

Chorus 2x: 

Everything you got, is what you took from me 

Conditions on my block, just like me and slavery 

[marley sayin more stuff] 

I'm feelin, oh what I feel 

Hook 2x 

(repeated twice) 

Where the soldiers at? 

Where the warriors at? 

Where the riders at? 

Where them fighters at? 

True soldiers don't die, long live all legends 

Nocturnal