Hook: Luther X 3 Martin Luther Jr. KANG! First Verse [PackFM] Let me start from the beginning at the top of the set If it ain't February then you might forget For some our struggle was a fight to the d**h That's why I'm far from civil with these rights and lefts I'm similar to segregation, I got a dark side When it shows, n***as split just like apartheid Outsiders wanna know, just how far I'll go To lift up the hood like the engine in my car died *Get yo' hand out my pocket!* or draw back a stump Rowdy n***as stay in the back of the bus Lookin out my window with my hand on a pump Sawed off shotgun, raw dog, you not one I haul off and pop one *RUN!* shots fired My squad's Million Man March mixed with Watts Riots Outlandish sh** you never heard before Like Black Panthers pumping their fists on Jersey Shore We stand out like a protest with our leaders You had a dream thinking ignorance could defeat us It takes a lot more than a t-shirt to free us So I stand behind these bars for life like Mumia Hook Is ignorance bliss or is ignorance a b**h? X2 Is ignorance bliss? is ignorance bliss? Is ignorance bliss or is ignorance a b**h? Second Verse [Deacon] Snap shots, deac's Gordan Parks with a Canon And I fly over haters, on my Tuskeegee Airmen You can bring chains, bring liquor, bring famine You'll never bring a n***a down, you could bring Samson Chairmen of the board, you the chairmen of the Borg And I'm coming before pharoah, with just Aaron and the Lord Carrying my sword, I'm Harriet in a chariot Coming with the power of infinite Secretariats The scariest slave, I'm Nat Turner in the booth I'm Denzel in glory with black burners and troops The Soujourner Truth and I'm here to put you underground And I'm striking from the clouds where the thunder pounds James Weldon Johnson from Compton Stompin, while these minority chords haunt them Hide under a cloth, I'm the fire on yo cross And I'm burning until ignorance is mired in a loss, n***a! Hook