Thin Line Between Law & Rape

Ya took me from a place

Where the race didn't matter

And gathered up bodies

Without a choice

So I rather

Pass my opinion/back

Run ya over

With my rack an pinion

Never stop the engine

For watcha fathers did do the Indian

North and south

Plus the Caribbean

I got a vendetta

Cause I know better

Better black than a stereotype white

No cash flow with out work

Talkin' bout the past

You busted our past

You busted our **

Now you afraid 'cause I never got paid

Now sucka jump

You can't take whatcha want

You can't take whatcha want

Cause ya took whatcha want

Can't get away 'cause we got it on tape

You can't take whatcha want

Cause ya took whatcha want

Thin line between law and ** (scream)

You can't take whatcha want

Don't cha know

We ain't got nothin' left

Cause you took the rest

We ain't got jazz rock and roll

Rappin' the lose

With a few fat ladies left singin' da blues

Go abracadabra to make

A wish I can mess wit

Wonder why I'm under

Neath a crew I can't get wit

I never knew land was an acquisition

BS from the best man in position

Come again with dat **

And set hit like a punk

No, you can't take whatcha want

You can't take whatcha want

I open up the trunk

I see your phony **

Try to counterfeit funk

From land to land

To sea to sea

Allover got the other man

Messin' with me

Took the motherland

Made a slave of my mother and man

Got a good man

Sayin' goddamn

And to hell with

Back in the days

Unless we go way back

To the black ways

Always

Watch your back

If ya crooked don't front

You can't take whatcha want

We died on the line

We walk the fine line he talked a good line