[Intro: Gwen McCrae]
Oh, sometimes, sometimes, it get real dangerous, y'all
It get real dangerous, y'all
Havin' one love
[Verse: Black Thought]
Prisoners of Azkaban, thinkin' of a master plan
Images of grandeur by Jamel Shabazz, Dapper Dan
Clap your hands whether you in Paterson or Pakistan
Richard Wright, black boy that grew into a blacker man
Early African or European, which was more supreme
The visions vary, this shit get scary, inform your team
My dignitary consigliere is Nora Dean
My skin tone is aubergine, I'm a war machine
A sinner who's casted all the stones he can managŠµ
But with a home team advantage, most pŠµople don't see the damage
Guess I'm gon' need a bandage if we plan to be companions
Drum solos from the hammers be mimicking speaking Spanish
They vanish like Atlantis, come to find out they've been banished
Performing for the cameras and abandoning their manners
For lies that intertwine like a violet vine
I threw the rhyme book straight into the fire this time
I'm thinking
[Outro: Gwen McCrae]
Oh, sometimes, sometimes, it gets real dangerous, y'all
It gets real dangerous, y'all
Havin' one love