Social Narcotics - MC Serch

Once again, this is your brain

This is your brain on drugs *egg starts frying*

This is your brain on social narcotics

Any questions?

Do you sell drugs (No) Do you carry drugs?

(Never did)

But you ain’t talking about the drugs inserted in the crib

Of the mind of the youth, young and trying to adapt

To the circles and hurdles and the craps, it’s on map

Get the backslap and the «Everything's all right» lecture

Then in school BAM!

sit 'em right next to

Mister David Duke, triple K white Aryan

Who tells you pops told him that you were the lesser man

Because of drugs that were put into the books

By the crooks of culture, the truth has a mother’s looks

Who blesses and loves every single day

And works for Papa triple K and 66 right way

Take the troops here Mr. «Only Way to Stop It»

I ain’t checking for the crack

I’m worried about the social narcotics

This is my land (Nah, this is my land) (Repeat 8x)

Grumble grumble growl, toss and tumble, ow

How’s he living kid (Foul!)

Spoon-feeding is deceiving because I need a fork

And if white people are superior I was delivered by the stork

Taught me that I was superior

Others are inferior, but what’s important is the interior

Goddamn it, don’t blame it on Janet

The nation got rhythm, but the rhythm ain’t good

Not in my neighborhood

Will that change the devilish global way of thinking?

Homeboy, as fast as the eye starts blinking

But I’m just one man, one man one sister one brother one cousin

That helps another, to change change a place and change a pace

So the rats don’t win the rat race

'Cause every time a clock goes «tick» another falls vic

To the social narcotic

This is my land (Nah, this is my land) (Repeat 8x)

Yo social narcotics, a dangerous way of life

Talk to the young which will now deal with strife

Parents teaching their kids to be racist

So they grow up tricking, show hate to some faces

And side effects get me real vexed

Seeing people trying to flex 'cause they got a color complex

Innocent children I see stay addicted

Getting high off of hate, that’s why pain gets inflicted

To another color, it’s a black and white fight

In Fatal’s sight, that’s why I gotta enlight

The blind minds of those that fell in this harsh reality

A social abuse that attacks the mentality

'Cause race against race only brings friction

Pain and infliction, 'cause that’s the addiction

Those that fall victim now walk around headless

'Cause the drug that they took made them an addict to prejudice

This is my land (Nah, this is my land) (Repeat 8x)

This land is your land, this land is my land

From the streets of Compton to the Brooklyn island

From my people in prison to the Red Fern projects

This land was made for you and me supposedly

You never taught me true history

We killed the Indians and showed it as a victory

Original man, pilgrims saw him as a caveman

Convert to be Christian or become a slaveman

Indian brought the corn and the bread and in return

We gave 'em muskets to the head?

Damn

Right back to the have-nots

Now in '92, lowered to be mascots

The Redskins, the Indians, the Atlanta Braves

What if we called the team «The Atlanta Slaves»?

Brothers would have a field day

Don’t you understand now we got to turn the right way?

'Cause every time a clock goes «tick» another falls vic

To the social narcotic

This is my land (Nah, this is my land) (Repeat 8x)