Intro/chorus: 
Ninety two! the rebel comes back 
I wanna go home  so wonand't you please go home 
I wanna go home  so wonand't you go home 
I wanna go home  so wonand't you please go home 
I wanna go home  so nigga go home 
Verse one: 
Yo  itand's burning in paris  demaris  the madness  iand've had this 
The sadness  even gladys  lost her pips 
It means itand's time to make a trip to johannesburg 
I donand't care -- what the word is about 
Cause my history has to spout 
From all over the land while i eat some trout 
Cause america, my motherland ainand't hearing ya 
If i can catch her, thatcher damn iand'll use my derringer 
Political polls calls for death tolls, bullet holes 
Wolves in the fold 
The sum canand't be greater than the whole 
But many have died -- died while they cried 
Pearl harbord ninety-two, thatand's the idea 
I mean port natal itand's right there 
The revolution wonand't be televised this time 
The schematics draw from the mind 
Besides physical we need mental fighters 
For the destruction of the vipers 
The coffee without the sugar and the cream is too strong 
And weand're back where we belong 
Chorus 
Verse two: 
The winners, legends or beginners 
Get on the scene and then they turn into sinners 
Yes they say theyand're a born again christian 
Read a bible but theyand're really on a mission 
Thatand's hostile so sing your gospel 
Check the region of the first man fossil 
Plain truth embedded in hieroglyphics 
The specifics of american civics get real sticky 
Rap has put it back on track 
With hard core conscious rap 
But magazine fiends aim for the gut 
What should i do? keep my mouth shut? 
Hell no! the editor scandal predator 
Hip-hop predator racist pig etcetera 
Political henchmen why you never mention 
Is it because youand're trying to save your pension? 
A lot of power and strength locked away in prison 
Yeah yellow journalism cause we delete love 
And push the word in our songs 
And weand're back where we belong 
Chorus 
Verse three: 
We need some kind of power, some kind of skill 
Keep one fb-i/eye open cause you know they wanna kill us 
Cause weand're dangerous to their plan 
We rule the whole damn land 
Basketball, baseball, music, tv, movies, even art 
But theyand're smart 
Somehow makes us fight among ourselves 
Place pictures of our prophets upon their shelves 
They kill this, kill that one, paid us to kill him 
Such a bright future now looks dim 
But the empire will strike back with much more than a rap 
Howand're you gonna react 
I once said burn the plueprints on the counterattack to redeem 
Causer racial peace is our dream 
But itand's a dream we have that wonand't come true 
Weand've been talking peace for a few 
Black is not, it never left 
I donand't need no beads placed around my chest 
To be considered a black man 
A picture of malcolm is not on my wall 
Heand's in my heart, thatand's smart 
And then thereand's uncle toms thatand's partial 
And kids that donand't know thurgood marshall 
Grab gold of reality g real strong 
Weand're going back to where we belong 
Chorus