BIDDI BOMB (feat. Verde, Amon the MC & DJ JG)

(Yaaaaay)
One time
One time
One time one time one time (uh-huh)
One time (uh-huh)
One time one time one time

Said
Woke up in the morning and I smelt the fresh pollution
Television never try to show my execution
Said, who's this? Just a kid from the neighborhood
I've been tryna start a revolution for the greater good
It's the revolution coming marching on your street
Always use your voice for the ones who cannot speak
It's the ones who go to war
From the belly of the beast
And I'm coming from the underground you hear it in my speech
Leave 'em speechless
From the second that I speak this
Please believe this
Give the youth the truth they really need this
Uniqueness
And they like to treat us like we three fifths
The kids will always feel this from the second that the beat hit
It's the good
It's the bad
It's the evil and the ugly
It's the crooks
It's the cash
And the people with the money
Yeah
Everyday ain't sunny
When your nose is getting runny
And people start to laugh (Hahaha)
But ain't a dam thing funny

Yeah
Biddi biddi bomb bomb
Biddi biddi bang
This the type of music that my people gon' sang
Say
Biddi biddi bomb bomb
Biddi biddi bang
This the type of music that my people gon' sang
Say
Biddi biddi bomb bomb
Biddi biddi bang
This the type of music that my people gon' sang
Say
Biddi biddi bomb bomb
Biddi biddi bang
This the type of music that my people gon' sang

It's the nitty
The gritty
The smog that's in the city
And nothings been the same
Since they killed Pac and Biggie
A mic check
A mic check one two
They always try to cut you off when you start to speak the truth
So what's the truth
And what's a lie
Why the U.S. always funding genocide
And what is war
And what is peace
And what's our business always in the Middle East
They take stakes
And make tanks
And make banks to West Bank
They bang bang and gang bang
They slave trade
And slang things
Like AK's grenades made
To raise flames and make ways to end race
Why
It's for the money and the power
It's the higher ups and they be hungry and devour
Rich eat the poor but I hope it's tasting sour
The house of cards will fall and soon the world will all be ours
Hours
On the clock go tick tock
Your wrist watch
Has been stopped
The rich watch
Your kids thoughts
And get taught to
Keep them lips locked
And it stops when kids are taught through hip hop
It's hip hop
4 elements combined
This that type a feeling that be running through your spine
It's the MC's that be holding on the mic
It's the DJ's that be scratching all the time
It's the B-boys that be spinning on their minds
It's the graff heads that be writing on the signs
And it's hip hop
And always been alive
And it's hip hop
And it's never gonna die

Say
Biddi biddi bomb bomb
Biddi biddi bang
This the type of music that my people gon' sang
Say
Biddi biddi bomb bomb
Biddi Biddi bang
This the type of music that my people gon' sang
Say
Biddi biddi bomb bomb
Biddi biddi bang
This the type of music that my people gon' sang
Say
Biddi biddi bomb bomb
Biddi biddi bang
This the type of music that my people gon' sang