Don't worry, if there is a hell below, we're all going to go.
The hunt is on and brother you're the prey.
Maybe the words that I say is just another way to pray.
His hustle was wrong, his mind was his own, but the man lived alone, oh, Superfly.
Remember your dream is your only scheme, so keep on pushing.
Sisters, brothers and the whities, Blacks and the crackers, Police and their backers, They're all political actors