in, I'm hopeing it don't last untill we all past 
 Living in the stars, looking through grass 
 Aboard the enterprise, recognize this, in the course of a da-da-da-da-da-da-day 
 And thats the way we sing, thats the way we play 
 that's the way they . . now and 

 [Chorus 2X] 

 Still got bombs from the cold war, radioactive 
 And the critics, they wont take action 
 They want us to repo this to your satisfaction 
 But while they build more, computers keep crashing 
 What about felling, pestilence dammit 
 How do we manage to keep standing 
 Living in a legacy of bitterness 
 With the epitimy of vigorous trips on the ships we were crammed in, slammed in 
 Other man and them, why don't we demanding our damn money 
 If we can't get forty acres and a mule, let a nigga get a range rover 
 Shit you got time you, I'm still waiting on a canoe, but it will never come 
 I don't even know where I come from or where I'm gonna go to 
 I'm headed to the mother land, but will I be accepted by the brotha man? 
 Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, choose 
 The righteous and the high, look in the eyes and realize the lies 
 Family ties, but not even for the have-nots 
 Who the enemy? It ain't me. It ain't even the police 
 Unless they trippin', and use that authority and start flippin', flippin' 
 Leaving dead bodies, and with them bitchin' hotties 
 That poppin' the collar, my god I'm horny, ride shotty 
 And tellin' the kids that ain't the way to live properly 
 Get yo monopoly and get your own property 
 And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play 
 and that's the way they . . . now and 

 [Chorus 2X] 

 Ooooh and the daddies and momma forgivin' so we can live with us 
 And all the runaways get off the bus 
 Kids, put the guns down, come down 
 If the rest build a bridge with us, it gotta get better than this 
 It's head of the risk, shoulda been poor, and I been rich 
 Lost so many friends to the war shit, caution 
 When I get to walkin', and it's mobbin', nigga in a crypt 
 Life is a fight to the street life, tonight 
 I might go meet the reaper, and I will give him a hug 
 And tell him "Thug luv won and I'm so glad to meet ya" 
 And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play 
 and that's the way they . . . now and