Look Around The Beatnuts (Ft. Cheryl Pepsii Riley & ​dead prez)

[Riley singing]
1999
Beatnuts, dead prez

CHORUS:
Everytime I look around, I see so much drama goin down
Everytime I look around, I see so much fakeness goin down

[Stic.Man]
Why I'ma, be stingy when I can share
Why I'ma, be hateful if I could care
Why would I hate my own, and forsake my home
Why would I fuck around and get a jake my chrome
I wouldn't have to stick you if we all could eat
It wouldn't be no need for beef, dyin over streets
We don't even own anyway, you could get bucked off any day
We behind enemy lines, y'all still writin Henessy rhymes
While I'm tryin to get a good price for a nine
Feel like my life on the line
That's why a nigga be hype all the time
Ready for the revolution at the drop of a dime

[M1]
I got a duty to have security for my niggas
My duty to serve the beautiful black sisters
A duty to stand with anybody that's with us
And fully criticize all bullshitters
There should be awards presented, to niggas who fight back
Like Panther jackets, or sisters who like gats
I'm a full blooded warrior, ready for change
Recognize any soldier that's doin the same
Because I love who I am, and that means everything to me
My life ain't worth
A damn unless I'm dealin with reality
When I look myself in the eyes it's
Just me
And I ain't gotta tell nobody no lies I feel free
And I would
Rather deal with the truth than falsehood
Than bein fake with my people and
Claimin it's all good
You can't run away from yourself so that's
Useless
If your word is bond then you don't have to make excuses