Fire & Earth (100% Natural) Lyrics

Song	Fire & Earth (100% Natural)
Artist	X Clan
Album	Xodus - The New Testament
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	作词 : Carson, Castor, Cooder ...
	Cave men! (You better hush!) Cave women! (Hush!) Neanderthal (Hush!)
	Troglodytes! (Gun shot.)
	(Somebody's calling my name....)
	[Brother J]
	Ah, yeah! Ah, come on, come on, come on!
	[Professor X]
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	[Brother J]
	Uh, to the East, my brother, to the East! Come on!
	[X]
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	[J]
	To the East, my brother, to the East, yeah!
	[X]
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	[J]
	To the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my
	brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East!
	[Professor X]
	Yes! I'm that kind of nigga
	The one you fear, be scared you can't figure
	The one that has the finger on the trigger, boom!
	In the cut of zoom
	In the darkness, the halo, the moon!
	Stepping ta' ya' real soon
	Ah!
	Check the blackness! Me before those enter the lightness!
	Masturbating!
	Masquerading! And you call your self righteous?
	Follow me!
	A peripheral, missionary, and ark commit-ness
	Having intercourse with the nation of darkness!
	Books with worms!
	Jherri suited with last names like perms!
	Niggas, get your hands of your cracks, come to terms with yourself
	If you don't get any bigger
	Pink Caddy driving, black boot stomping
	Yes! I'm that kind of nigga
	Brother J, whatcha' say?
	Brother J, Brother J, whatcha' say?
	Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say?
	[Brother J]
	Yeah! I'm just a pro-Black nigga, and I'm doing this
	And yet you watch me, clock me, to see if I continue this
	In the ways of the Caddy I survive like a pimp
	No jherri curls, waves, perms, or crimps
	The ever-nappy crew setting the mood
	I raise my fuel for my firm attitude
	Walking through the streets with my war cry spear
	Certain folks know it means doom when they hear
	My firm, black boots with no spurs attached
	But let me give a second, cause I might detach ya
	My black boots if you confuse
	I lose my peoples in the words you choose
	For writer was wrong, or, man, what you think?
	Accept my Black, so how the hell you diss Pink?
	And yet you wanna' be down, clown
	So many wanna' be down, with the illogical odd
	Steppin' through your cave-boy crew
	Your nest of wars, with your bald hair-do!
	Media weapons! News at 11!
	Paper at 6 or systematic tricks
	And that's why I do what I do
	Say how I feel so you get it on the real
	True, true, any rapper will subdue
	Try to test some buddy business and submit my whole crew
	The front page says outrage
	There's no gauge, cause it's time for the MAC!
	Tune in your radio, video, stereo and all that
	To the vibes of the pro-Black
	It's like that as I wind up my wrist
	Check out the smack of the scientific fist
	But on a level to the East I flow
	Cause with Freedom or Death, there's no choice, you know?
	Still on the topic of the P-R-O
	When I pass my verbs, stick to brother P-X-O
	[Professor X]
	Over and under as I progress to this
	Got no time to be hanging out with humanists
	Raise a flag, fly the, tag the hand, clutch the fist
	Serve we nationally comes the diss
	Humanity keep it with us we break edicts
	Milwaukee, the brutality, how can you dismiss?
	So,
	Off to the road we go you know
	Follow the pro-nigga flow
	Off to the road you know we go
	Follow the pro-nigga flow
	For you and yours, legislation
	Past-purpose agitation
	By way of the old ??? emancipation
	Zoom, zoom, zoom revelation
	Cometh pro-Black dedication
	The solution: revolution Evolution the conclusion:
	the trigger!
	Please, a let me take a swigger
	And if you don't get any bigger
	Yes, I'm that kind of nigga!
	[J]
	Yeah! To the East, my brother, to the East!
	[X]
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	[J]
	Come on! To the East, my brother, to the East! Yeah!
	[X]
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	[J]
	To the East, my brother, to the East! Yeah!
	[X]
	To the East, my brother, to the East, my brother,
	to the East, my brother, to the East!
	[Brother J]
	Yeah! Revolution, evolution, the solution
	No amendments, and burn the Constitution
	You take the authors, a bunch of old wig-ers
	Who ratified extinction of the poor, Black niggas
	Know why? Cause I'm that nigga that they can't stand
	That teach an African how to say, "Black man!"
	And I'm that nigga they can plainly see
	With the nationalist colors of the red, black, green
	Yeah! I'm the one who cut Tarzan's vine
	Ran his ass out the jungle with his homeboy swine
	One of those brothers that they just can't find
	That makes 'em shake and make 'em shiver when it comes nighttime
	Yeah! A boom-bap with a pro-Black slap
	The old systematic dues all Irish do Japs. Yeah!
	You hear me? Boy, you'd better make way!
	Enough action and totally nothing to say
	And here's a message to the Rainbow crew
	And their fearless leader, Captain Human:
	Revolution is not humanism!
	Individualism and not separatism!
	Hey! Point blank, living-ism is a tank
	Cause there's just some things that I never forget:
	I remember green suits on a Black mayor;
	I remember nine-millimeter child slayers;
	I remember all the times that you called me an animal
	But in Milwaukee there's a cannibal
	Check it! Some of the things that you just don't figure
	Cause it gets a lot Blacker and a whole lot bigger
	No matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
	Our nation is protected by some pro-Black niggas!
	[Professor X]
	Making note of some minors.
	I'm not talking baseball,
	because if I was
	Brother J, we'd be playing professional.
	There nine innings to a baseball game.
	By the way:
	Is it humanity? Or is it vanity?
	Vainglorious!
	This is protected,
	by the red, the black,
	and the green, with the key!
	On the road again.
	Sissy!
	And ya' don't stop!

	zuo ci : Carson, Castor, Cooder ...
	Cave men! You better hush! Cave women! Hush! Neanderthal Hush!
	Troglodytes! Gun shot.
	Somebody' s calling my name....
	Brother J
	Ah, yeah! Ah, come on, come on, come on!
	Professor X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	Brother J
	Uh, to the East, my brother, to the East! Come on!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	J
	To the East, my brother, to the East, yeah!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	J
	To the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my
	brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East!
	Professor X
	Yes! I' m that kind of nigga
	The one you fear, be scared you can' t figure
	The one that has the finger on the trigger, boom!
	In the cut of zoom
	In the darkness, the halo, the moon!
	Stepping ta' ya' real soon
	Ah!
	Check the blackness! Me before those enter the lightness!
	Masturbating!
	Masquerading! And you call your self righteous?
	Follow me!
	A peripheral, missionary, and ark commitness
	Having intercourse with the nation of darkness!
	Books with worms!
	Jherri suited with last names like perms!
	Niggas, get your hands of your cracks, come to terms with yourself
	If you don' t get any bigger
	Pink Caddy driving, black boot stomping
	Yes! I' m that kind of nigga
	Brother J, whatcha' say?
	Brother J, Brother J, whatcha' say?
	Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say?
	Brother J
	Yeah! I' m just a proBlack nigga, and I' m doing this
	And yet you watch me, clock me, to see if I continue this
	In the ways of the Caddy I survive like a pimp
	No jherri curls, waves, perms, or crimps
	The evernappy crew setting the mood
	I raise my fuel for my firm attitude
	Walking through the streets with my war cry spear
	Certain folks know it means doom when they hear
	My firm, black boots with no spurs attached
	But let me give a second, cause I might detach ya
	My black boots if you confuse
	I lose my peoples in the words you choose
	For writer was wrong, or, man, what you think?
	Accept my Black, so how the hell you diss Pink?
	And yet you wanna' be down, clown
	So many wanna' be down, with the illogical odd
	Steppin' through your caveboy crew
	Your nest of wars, with your bald hairdo!
	Media weapons! News at 11!
	Paper at 6 or systematic tricks
	And that' s why I do what I do
	Say how I feel so you get it on the real
	True, true, any rapper will subdue
	Try to test some buddy business and submit my whole crew
	The front page says outrage
	There' s no gauge, cause it' s time for the MAC!
	Tune in your radio, video, stereo and all that
	To the vibes of the proBlack
	It' s like that as I wind up my wrist
	Check out the smack of the scientific fist
	But on a level to the East I flow
	Cause with Freedom or Death, there' s no choice, you know?
	Still on the topic of the PRO
	When I pass my verbs, stick to brother PXO
	Professor X
	Over and under as I progress to this
	Got no time to be hanging out with humanists
	Raise a flag, fly the, tag the hand, clutch the fist
	Serve we nationally comes the diss
	Humanity keep it with us we break edicts
	Milwaukee, the brutality, how can you dismiss?
	So,
	Off to the road we go you know
	Follow the pronigga flow
	Off to the road you know we go
	Follow the pronigga flow
	For you and yours, legislation
	Pastpurpose agitation
	By way of the old nbsp??? emancipation
	Zoom, zoom, zoom revelation
	Cometh proBlack dedication
	The solution: revolution Evolution the conclusion:
	the trigger!
	Please, a let me take a swigger
	And if you don' t get any bigger
	Yes, I' m that kind of nigga!
	J
	Yeah! To the East, my brother, to the East!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	J
	Come on! To the East, my brother, to the East! Yeah!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	J
	To the East, my brother, to the East! Yeah!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East, my brother,
	to the East, my brother, to the East!
	Brother J
	Yeah! Revolution, evolution, the solution
	No amendments, and burn the Constitution
	You take the authors, a bunch of old wigers
	Who ratified extinction of the poor, Black niggas
	Know why? Cause I' m that nigga that they can' t stand
	That teach an African how to say, " Black man!"
	And I' m that nigga they can plainly see
	With the nationalist colors of the red, black, green
	Yeah! I' m the one who cut Tarzan' s vine
	Ran his ass out the jungle with his homeboy swine
	One of those brothers that they just can' t find
	That makes ' em shake and make ' em shiver when it comes nighttime
	Yeah! A boombap with a proBlack slap
	The old systematic dues all Irish do Japs. Yeah!
	You hear me? Boy, you' d better make way!
	Enough action and totally nothing to say
	And here' s a message to the Rainbow crew
	And their fearless leader, Captain Human:
	Revolution is not humanism!
	Individualism and not separatism!
	Hey! Point blank, livingism is a tank
	Cause there' s just some things that I never forget:
	I remember green suits on a Black mayor
	I remember ninemillimeter child slayers
	I remember all the times that you called me an animal
	But in Milwaukee there' s a cannibal
	Check it! Some of the things that you just don' t figure
	Cause it gets a lot Blacker and a whole lot bigger
	No matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
	Our nation is protected by some proBlack niggas!
	Professor X
	Making note of some minors.
	I' m not talking baseball,
	because if I was
	Brother J, we' d be playing professional.
	There nine innings to a baseball game.
	By the way:
	Is it humanity? Or is it vanity?
	Vainglorious!
	This is protected,
	by the red, the black,
	and the green, with the key!
	On the road again.
	Sissy!
	And ya' don' t stop!

	zuò cí : Carson, Castor, Cooder ...
	Cave men! You better hush! Cave women! Hush! Neanderthal Hush!
	Troglodytes! Gun shot.
	Somebody' s calling my name....
	Brother J
	Ah, yeah! Ah, come on, come on, come on!
	Professor X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	Brother J
	Uh, to the East, my brother, to the East! Come on!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	J
	To the East, my brother, to the East, yeah!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	J
	To the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my
	brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East!
	Professor X
	Yes! I' m that kind of nigga
	The one you fear, be scared you can' t figure
	The one that has the finger on the trigger, boom!
	In the cut of zoom
	In the darkness, the halo, the moon!
	Stepping ta' ya' real soon
	Ah!
	Check the blackness! Me before those enter the lightness!
	Masturbating!
	Masquerading! And you call your self righteous?
	Follow me!
	A peripheral, missionary, and ark commitness
	Having intercourse with the nation of darkness!
	Books with worms!
	Jherri suited with last names like perms!
	Niggas, get your hands of your cracks, come to terms with yourself
	If you don' t get any bigger
	Pink Caddy driving, black boot stomping
	Yes! I' m that kind of nigga
	Brother J, whatcha' say?
	Brother J, Brother J, whatcha' say?
	Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say?
	Brother J
	Yeah! I' m just a proBlack nigga, and I' m doing this
	And yet you watch me, clock me, to see if I continue this
	In the ways of the Caddy I survive like a pimp
	No jherri curls, waves, perms, or crimps
	The evernappy crew setting the mood
	I raise my fuel for my firm attitude
	Walking through the streets with my war cry spear
	Certain folks know it means doom when they hear
	My firm, black boots with no spurs attached
	But let me give a second, cause I might detach ya
	My black boots if you confuse
	I lose my peoples in the words you choose
	For writer was wrong, or, man, what you think?
	Accept my Black, so how the hell you diss Pink?
	And yet you wanna' be down, clown
	So many wanna' be down, with the illogical odd
	Steppin' through your caveboy crew
	Your nest of wars, with your bald hairdo!
	Media weapons! News at 11!
	Paper at 6 or systematic tricks
	And that' s why I do what I do
	Say how I feel so you get it on the real
	True, true, any rapper will subdue
	Try to test some buddy business and submit my whole crew
	The front page says outrage
	There' s no gauge, cause it' s time for the MAC!
	Tune in your radio, video, stereo and all that
	To the vibes of the proBlack
	It' s like that as I wind up my wrist
	Check out the smack of the scientific fist
	But on a level to the East I flow
	Cause with Freedom or Death, there' s no choice, you know?
	Still on the topic of the PRO
	When I pass my verbs, stick to brother PXO
	Professor X
	Over and under as I progress to this
	Got no time to be hanging out with humanists
	Raise a flag, fly the, tag the hand, clutch the fist
	Serve we nationally comes the diss
	Humanity keep it with us we break edicts
	Milwaukee, the brutality, how can you dismiss?
	So,
	Off to the road we go you know
	Follow the pronigga flow
	Off to the road you know we go
	Follow the pronigga flow
	For you and yours, legislation
	Pastpurpose agitation
	By way of the old nbsp??? emancipation
	Zoom, zoom, zoom revelation
	Cometh proBlack dedication
	The solution: revolution Evolution the conclusion:
	the trigger!
	Please, a let me take a swigger
	And if you don' t get any bigger
	Yes, I' m that kind of nigga!
	J
	Yeah! To the East, my brother, to the East!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	J
	Come on! To the East, my brother, to the East! Yeah!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East!
	J
	To the East, my brother, to the East! Yeah!
	X
	To the East, my brother, to the East, my brother,
	to the East, my brother, to the East!
	Brother J
	Yeah! Revolution, evolution, the solution
	No amendments, and burn the Constitution
	You take the authors, a bunch of old wigers
	Who ratified extinction of the poor, Black niggas
	Know why? Cause I' m that nigga that they can' t stand
	That teach an African how to say, " Black man!"
	And I' m that nigga they can plainly see
	With the nationalist colors of the red, black, green
	Yeah! I' m the one who cut Tarzan' s vine
	Ran his ass out the jungle with his homeboy swine
	One of those brothers that they just can' t find
	That makes ' em shake and make ' em shiver when it comes nighttime
	Yeah! A boombap with a proBlack slap
	The old systematic dues all Irish do Japs. Yeah!
	You hear me? Boy, you' d better make way!
	Enough action and totally nothing to say
	And here' s a message to the Rainbow crew
	And their fearless leader, Captain Human:
	Revolution is not humanism!
	Individualism and not separatism!
	Hey! Point blank, livingism is a tank
	Cause there' s just some things that I never forget:
	I remember green suits on a Black mayor
	I remember ninemillimeter child slayers
	I remember all the times that you called me an animal
	But in Milwaukee there' s a cannibal
	Check it! Some of the things that you just don' t figure
	Cause it gets a lot Blacker and a whole lot bigger
	No matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
	Our nation is protected by some proBlack niggas!
	Professor X
	Making note of some minors.
	I' m not talking baseball,
	because if I was
	Brother J, we' d be playing professional.
	There nine innings to a baseball game.
	By the way:
	Is it humanity? Or is it vanity?
	Vainglorious!
	This is protected,
	by the red, the black,
	and the green, with the key!
	On the road again.
	Sissy!
	And ya' don' t stop!

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