By The Time I Get To Arizona

This is Sister Souljah. Public Enemy, Security of the First World
 And all allied forces are traveling west to head off a white supremacy scheming to destroy
 The national celebration of Dr. Martin Luther King's birthday
 Public Enemy believes that the powers that be in the states of New Hampshire and Arizona
 Have found psychological discomfort in paying tribute to a black man
 Who tried to teach white people the meaning of civilization
 Good luck brothers, show 'em what you got
 I'm countin' down to the day deservin', fittin' for a king
 I'm waitin' for the time when I can get to Arizona
 'Cause my money is spent for the goddamn rent
 Neither party is mine, not the jackass or the elephant
 Twenty-thousand niggy-niggy brothers in the corner
 Of the cell block, but they come from California
 Population is none in the desert and sun
 With a gun cracker runnin' things under his thumb
 Starin' hard at the postcards, isn't it odd and unique
 Seein' people smile wild in the heat?
 A hundred-twenty degree, 'cause I want to be free
 What's a smilin' face when the whole state's racist?
 Why I want a holiday? Damn it, 'cause I wanna
 So what if I celebrate it standin' on a corner?
 I ain't drinkin' no forty, thinkin' time with a nine
 'Til we get some land, call me the trigger man
 Lookin' for the governor, huh? He ain't lovin' ya, ha?
 But here to trouble ya, he's rubbin' ya wrong
 Get the point and come along, he can get to the joint
 I urinated on the state while I was kickin' this song
 Yeah, he appear to be fair
 The sucker over there, he try to keep it yesteryear
 The good ol' days, the same ol' ways that kept us dyin'
 Yes - you, me, myself, and I, indeed
 What he need is a nosebleed
 Read between the lines, and then you see the lie
 Politically planned, but understand, that's all she wrote
 When we see the real side that hide behind the vote
 And they can't understand why he the man, I'm singin' about a king
 They don't like it when I decide to mic it
 Wait, I'm waitin' for the date
 For the man, who demands respect 'cause he was great, c'mon
 I'm on a one mission to get a politician to honor
 Or he's a goner by the time I get to Arizona
 Well, I got twenty-five days to do it
 If a wall in the way, just watch me go through it
 'Cause I gotta do what I gotta do
 PE number one, gets the job done
 When it's done and over, was because I drove 'er
 Through all the static, not stick but automatic
 That's the way it is, he gotta get his, talkin' MLK
 Gonna find a way
 Make the state pay, I'm lookin' for the day
 Hard as it seems, this ain't no damn dream
 Gotta know what I mean, it's team against team
 Catch the light beam
 So I pray, I pray every day, I do and praise Jah the maker
 Lookin' for culture I got, but not here from Jamaica
 Pushin' and shakin' the structure, bringin' down the Babylon
 Hearin' the sucker that make it hard for the Brown
 The hard boulevard, I need it now more than ever now
 Who's sittin' on my freedom, oppressor, people beater
 A piece of the pick, we picked a piece of land that we're deserving now
 Reparation, a piece of the nation, and damn, he got the nerve
 Another nigga they say and classify we want too much
 My people plus the whole nine is mine, don't think I even double dutch
 Here's a brother, my attitude is hit 'em, hang 'em high
 I'm blowing up the nineties, started tickin' in eighty-six
 When the blind get a mind, better start fearin' while we sing it now
 There will be the day we know those down and who will go
 Go, go, go, go
 By the time I get to Arizona (zona, zona, zona)
 By the time I get to Arizona (zona, zona, zona)
 By the time I get to Arizona (zona, zona, zona)