What Happened?

Ever since the nintendo was 8-bit, i stayed sick
Stickin duck hunt guns in faces of racists, like "take this"
We was in stuttgart, far from hip hop
I still did my first tag by age 6
Missed out on the basics though
Temperal lobe had no template to create this flow
From the states, tapes was flown in of my favorite cartoons
Cause base had only one station to view
Now it's just basically getting blazed as i pace in my room
A different way to escape for a few
Far away from the places where the hatred's in bloom
Takin shape of the strangest of fruits. blacks hang in a noose
From branches because they stay with their roots
If you feel like a slave all day in your cube
Getting clocked by the cops making your moves, or paying your dues
Tell narcoleptics the next re-awakening's soon

[Chorus]
What happened to clapping in crowds
Without actually blasting the rounds?
What happened to "black and I'm proud"?
Was that shit just back in the day?

Now its just actors and clowns
Now its just platinum in mouths
Now its just crack in their vials
Damn, this shit is a shame

So follow me like eyes in portraits
As i spit fire with geyser forces
Geiger counters clocking seismic pulses
Pick me up like forklifts
Off the scale; can't record this rawness
Ill effects with unexplainable causes
Between bars is code so scan it
Understand the subtext i planted like pot botanists
Before sweet chariot swing low like hammock
The plan is to inflict damage
To the system - leave no building standing
Kill evil with reckless abandon
You sick ass sycofants' song and dance is transparent
Son i'm straight like san serif
I can't bear this shit any longer
So i'm shiftin into position ecclipsin your whole genre - its karma

[Chorus]
What happened to radicals out
Trying to rally the town?
What happened to challenging power?
Was that shit just back in the day?

Now this where fascists are found
Now this where grassroots are plowed
What happened to malcolm was foul
For showing us we're all the same