Hey, what up y'all?
NPG's in the house kickin' the gift
Talkin' about us livin' in an incubated society
And ain't shit changed in 20 years y'all
We just in a state of sobriety
That's right - this one is subject to justification
'cause we shootin' for heads of state
Hmph, and to my brothers and sisters strugglin' to try and learn
Don't be confused by the term...
Ahh, Goldnigga - a term that might seem offensive to some
But one we've adapted - that means the money's earned
By the knowledge and creative efforts of a black man
Who can feel good 'cause there's no blood on his hands
In a time when respect is gotten, not from what a leader might say
But 9 Ms, Glock 7s and AKs
It's a shame, but that's the way it is
That's the reality of things - our state of mind has been twisted
Demented in the way that seems irreversible
Too much clout and status in the movers and shakers and people with pull
Instead of leading, we are being led
By generations of punk motherfu... Yo Tone, nuff said
Yeah, you right, but I must speak on this
Before me and my people die in this endless abyss
So as we go round and round in an attempt to get bigger
I send a shout out to all my fellow Goldniggaz
Stay strong!
CHORUS:
Goldnigga - we can turn this mother out
Goldnigga - tell me what you're all about (Stay strong)
Goldnigga - we can turn this mother out
Goldnigga - tell me what you're all about (Please, please stop!)
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
'cause Goldniggaz don't go out without a fight
Mentality's too strong, we bring brothers who struggle along
Nevermind preachin' about the prior things they had did wrong
'cause every new day is a fresh start
And I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart
I place this burden on the shoulders with an upraisal in effect
It's time we earn proper respect
(Please stop!) {sample repeats in BG}
Big up goldniggaz
CHORUS
(Yeah) (Come on, come on)
(Mmm, say it) (We, we, we like it)
You better stop! {sample repeats to fade}