K-Rino - I Got 5 On It (Economic Blueprint) lyrics

I got 5 on it, brothers, sisters, family
I got 5 on it, help your nation to be free
I got 5 on it, time to build our unity
I got 5 on it, freedom, justice and equality

No cash, so broke it ain't funny, black
Everybody wondering where the money at
Looking to the government
You should be done with that
Cause this economy is dead, no coming back
We can be free tomorrow
We just don't know it
Been here for centuries and got
Nothing to show for it
We chase paper, even hustle on the low for it
Muhammad got a program, we need to go for it
Simple solution to wipe every expense away
All you gotta do is save 5 cents a day
No, I didn't say 5 dollars or five 20's
Or 500, I said a nickel or 5 pennies
That's all it takes to
Get this thing cracking
Asking for jobs is played out
That ain't happening
Before the fall of America hit ya
Invest in your own future
It's a whole nation with ya

See, Farrakhan said it's time
To live independent
No more ignorance and frivolous spending
Religious lines
Our unity should be transcended
You tryna cling to a world
Whose life's fast ending
Following stupidly, no more excuses, G
The truth be
If you're poor it's cause you choose to be
We can do it and create our own reparations
Preparation for separation, no trepidations
We gotta stop blowing money in this hell zone
24 inch rims and two cellphones
Cigarettes and liquor
Clothes and petty jewels
Video games and 200 dollar tennis shoes
Fast food, drugs, movies and tattoos
We don't own nothing but big
Debt and bad moods
A trillion dollars we working
With, that's power, black
You telling me we can't take
Some nickels out of that?

Now let me break it down to you real sweet
A nickel a day equals 35 cents a week
Multiplied by 52 weeks with nothing spent
Means in one year
That's 18 dollars and 20 cents
Per person, so now let's go to the next stage
It's 16 million of us earning a wage
Multiply that by the 1820 we saved
365 days, $290 million made
A nation established
Ours where everybody paid
Independent, no more begging
For financial aid
Owning land and our own resources to trade
And from only 5 cents
That foundation was laid
Now everybody got a chance to advance
Legitimate school
Somewhere to live and farm land
And that's real freedom for the original man
No more knocking on Master's door
Sticking out your hand