You can't tell me life was meant to be like this   A black man in a world dominated by whiteness   Ever since the declaration of independence   We've been easily brainwashed by just one sentence   It goes: all men are created equal   That's why corrupt governments kill innocent people   With chemical warfare they created crack and aids   Got the public thinking these were things that black folks made   And every time there's violence shown in the media   Usually it's a black thing so where are they leading ya   To a world full of ignorance, hatred, and prejudice   Tv and the news for years they have fed you this   Foolish notion that blacks are all criminals   Violent, low lifes, and then even animals   I'm telling the truth so some suckers are fearing me   But I must do my part to combat the conspiracy      The s.a.t. is not geared for the lower class   So why waste time even trying to pass   The educational system presumes you to fail   The next place is the corner then after that jail   You've got to understand that this has all been conspired   To put a strain on our brains so that the strong grow tired   It even exists when you go to your church   'cause up on the wall a white jesus lurks   They use your subconscious to control your will   They've done it for a while and developed the skill   To make you want to kill your own brother man   Black against black you see it's part of their plan   They want to send us to war and they want to ban rap   What they really want to do is get rid of us blacks   Genocide is for real and I hope that you're hearing me   You must be aware to combat the conspiracy      Even in this rap game all that glitters ain't gold   Now that rap is big business the snakes got bold   They give you wack contracts and try to make you go pop   'cause they have no regard for real hip-hop   They'll compare you to others and say: "but yo, he sells"   And you know in your heart that he's weak as hell   So you say: "i ain't doing that corny stuff"   But they tell ya that your chart positions will go up   Sometimes they front big time and make you many promises   And when they break 'em then your mama says   "son you're making records but that guy seems shady"   It could be too late and your career could be played gee   I hope you listen to the things that I'm sharing see   We all have a job to combat the conspiracy