World Tour Sessions

(Explosion, scratching) "The new world order, because the new world doesn't appear that orderly..." (In this world today...) [Verse 1: Chuck D] Behold, the whole planet upside down I put it down, shuttin' down disco clowns I get around, this rap game's like a sport Been through two passports Ass stay up in airports Black man still gettin' no support Compensation we ain't seein', split by Europeans Damn treated less than human beings No matter, Africa, Brazil, East St. Louis or the Caribbean Traveled the seven seas, rocked many races Spread the cash cleaned trash in a lotta low places Seen the look of love on many mad faces When I rhymed about the time and not the paper chases People all over the world given mad respect When I identified who the Government wrecked What's the sound scan? Ask the company rep They don't care, they just about keepin' their checks [Hook] Round and around and around we go Where the world's headed, nobody knows (x4) [Verse 2] Hear the crime rhyme created a lotta robots Can the real lyric fix the shit that the time forgot Loops gotcha brain gettin' locked Loaded up wit words that never meant alot And you can't call the cops And y'all don't really know, and y'all don't hear me through Takes a nation of big brains to break up that flow And the game ain't changed but the heads be rearranged In danger, my language is rappin' in anger I be bangin' so I point my finger While we sleep, racists set us up like sheep Every time I go someplace, slaves in my face Black people in a plantation state No control of our soul and wouldn't know our fate Now am I wrong to hate hate? 38 countries, 51 states, now you tell me Who in the world gonna compensate? 100 million lost, make a nigga wait Gotta beg the queen to get food on the plate [Hook]