Merchant - Where Ya At? Lyrics
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Where Ya At?
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What Are The Lyrics For Where Ya At? By Merchant?
[Ice Cube]
So yo check this out This is Ice Cube from the Westside Connection Callin all the way from Johannesburg, South Africa The world has never seen a million black men in one place But on October 16, in Washington, D.C., a million black men will gather "This is a mission, not a small time thing" (sample repeats) [Mobb Deep] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, word up son, check it out though YaknowhatI'msayin? Word up son Listen up son, knowhatI'msayin? (Watch out for them man) Listen up son, check it out though, yo Open your eyes get wise and look alive focus your attention Windows 95 updated high tech lynchin Crosses of the colored man who claims he holds the keys to the safe Secrets of the world, blow him in his face Who's the master of the universe, galaxy and planets Babylonians ecstatic moon the sinkin of Atlantis (Be the one soul original black filled with melanin Goin out like represent Kuwait in two thousand) [Ice-T] Brothers gonna have to put themself in check Three strikes you in the penzo, checked to your neck Your woman cries, your baby grows up alone Talkin through a three inch glass on a two way phone You tell me brothers got no options today You best to listen to the Ice closely fool, crime don't pay Gas and dope bullets and coke ain't the way You need to march with the Nation on Atonement Day, represent [Chuck D] Now, to all my brothers we be rhymin like this Yeah I can handle, but they can't kill it mill or dismantle it And we can leave the component alone Show all my brothers a brother instead of negro Crackers in the back obscene knahmean But I've been knockin em out the box like ?? So on the single we be flowin at the lingo Comin together, not solo like Mandingo [Chorus: all together] So where you at why'all? Right here, hangin with my brothers and we showin no fear So where you at why'all? Right here, if you represent then throw your hands in the air [Smooth B] Arm Leg Leg Arm Head My people with braids waves dreads and baldheads A million strong doin duty, wisdom strength beauty Ummah Ahs they are, sun moon star And it's a holy day, come sober Smooth be in D.C., sixteenth of October In unity there is power, none can devour Hour after hour, we shower [RZA & Killah Priest] Imagine us travellin back to Nazareth Most fabulous To raise up the black dead slaves like Lazarus When I catch rays through the blaze holy essays No more death days and vexed slaves possessed in caves Yo it's the last days and times we gots to raise your mind Brothers walk around dumb different and blind Pregnant Earths always carry eggs I pledge to never fall off the ledge and blacks remain family like Sister Sledge [Shorty] God prepared the table for us, in the presence of our enemy Now we soon to be, one in unity One two three I'm a G But the God inside is that G I chose to be The world is a stage and everybody plays a part I'm not considered, the one with a sensitive heart When I say black man you say go Black man GO black man GO [Chorus] [DA Smart] Somebody stole me, you took me from Kunta to Toby and mold me, in a way that you freed me but still hold me What you tryin to pull? Eatin us like cannibals Whatever happened to that forty acres and that animal Now you tryin to use integration just to fool us Like Malcolm said, we been hoodwinked and bamboozled Mama cryin, and I ain't lyin I'm going to Washington for justice, I'ma get it, or die tryin Don't hesitate, he's at the gate And that's a million black men in one place to set it straight So black women applaud the black God I'm DA Smart, with the million man march [KAM] Damn that's how you know the world about to end Rain hail snow earthquakes and a million black men Upon the God indivisible With liberty and justice for all cause why'all done made us miserable With this AmeriKKKan nightmare That's why October 16th we gon be right there like yeah The same niggaz that you want gone Well we about a million deep on your front lawn It's goin on from here to Abraham Lincoln's statue And every brother here thinkin yeah we need to holla at you About this overdue bidness With the Black Muslim, Christian Jew and Jehovah Witness To get this out in the open the only way Is for us to declare a black holy day The homies say that they rollin Plus we got family, forty miles up, controllin [Chorus: x 4] |
Who Wrote Where Ya At? By Merchant?
John W. Davis, Ali Shaheed Jones-muhammad, Malik Izaak Taylor, Eric Barrier, Michael Louis Diamond, William Griffin, Adam Keefe Horovitz, Rick Rubin, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, Simon P. Jr. Cullins, James Brown, Charles A. Bobbit, Bobby Byrd
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