Yo, Ice, you been down with the struggle for a long time, man...
  Why don't you drop some knowledge for these brothers who
  want to get involved in this war...
    Take notes: real gangstas wear trench coats
  Grey suits, black ties and they seek votes
  And you're not to be misled
  They'll kill you in your fuckin' bed
  They don't sell dope, yo, excuse me, yes they do
  But they don't look that much like me or you
  But if you pull up the sheets and expose them
  They'll crawl up like snakes and show fangs of venom
  Now I've been soldier for years
  Representin' the tattooed tears
  Other brothas locked up with no choice
  Left in the bowels of devil with no voice
  My phones are tapped, my crib is bugged
  My car is tailed from club to club
  And this ain't no fuckin' joke
  They want to see a nigga broke
  You can't slip, if you slip you're out
  You gotta know what you're talkin' about
  Drop science every chance you get
  Hit direct and indirect, speak in code
  Cause you're never alone
  That's why I use this low tone
  Follow this and you might grow older
  This is a message to the soldiers...
    Now they killed King and they shot X
  Now they want me, you could be next
  All you gotta do is speak too loud
  All you gotta be is be too proud
  Cause once you let'em know
  Who you are and where you're at
  You better watch your back
  Cause you might think you're just dope
  While you're livin' in a sniper's scope
  I'm not tryin' to scare you
  But there's a danger if you get too deep
  Some nights I don't sleep
  All you wanna do is tell the truth
  All you wanna do is save the youth
  Ice Cube knows, Souljah knows, P.E. knows
  They throw death blows
  And if you got kids or a girl that's true
  They'll move on them too
  But when I'm gone I need you to carry on
  You gotta be strong and fight for our salvation
  But there will be retaliation, soldier...
    To think that rap could be attacked
  Is ignorin' the simple fact
  That they never ment us to speak
  They had planned to keep the black man weak
  But rap hit the streets
  Black rage amplified over dope beats
  Now they want to shut us down
  And they don't fuck around
  Check the history books, son
  Black leaders die young
  They tell us that your words are scary
  They're revolutionary
  Because we speak the truth
  About crime and drugs
  And expose the real thugs
  This info is not beneficial
  To the groups that go by three initals
  So they try to discredit
  They'll dog you with an edit
  Print the words the way you never said it
  But we gotta make'em regret it, soldiers...
    Word! I know a lot of brothas out there want to get in this war...
  You know what I'm sayin'? a lot of sistas got a lot of knowledge
  to drop on our people but right now they're movin' to shut down
  all hip-hop! The first amendment had absolutely nothin' to do
  with black people at the time constitution was written, we were
  considered nothin' but property...The expectation of havin' black
  people speak on records never came to mind, so we gotta move!
  But belive me all the black leaders have been silenced and most
  of the time it's been violent so if you choose to get in this war,
  realize what you're in for but we gotta move on...
  And we gotta stay strong...
    Message to the soldiers, welcome to the struggle...
  Message to the soldiers, be careful, soldiers...