Black on black…what-you think you’ll be the next big balla like Shaq? 
Another day another dollar, another senseless attack: holla, back!

Black on black…what over some crack, 
that you would attack your own brother and stab him in the back? 
Man that's whack: holla, back!

Black on black…what you want to blame the white man for that? 
But, he didn’t do the drive by in the Escalade Cadillac: holla back!

Black on black…what-you think you have to prove you can be a part of the pack? 
Brother, mothers are crying and your own people are dying, 
and you can’t even see that: holla back!

Black on black…what-you think this world should just give you respect and cut you some slack? 
Dog, you can’t read a book from front to back: Holla back!

Black on black…why are you always complaining about this or that? 
It’s a fact, you need to help stop the Black on black attack: holla back!

Black on black…what-are you tryin to get over off your smooth mack? 
Peep this, a real sista will tell you to hit the road jack: holla back!

Black on black…what-you think you’re ‘the man’ because you slapped shorty back? 
Check it out hommie, Animals in the jungle have more respect for their own than that: holla back!

Black on black…what-you didn’t know you were a terrorist suspect. 
Oh, it’s like that, you got to hide out at yo baby momma’s shack: holla back!

Black on black…what-you call this trying to give back? 
Lift up your people, any low-life, wanna be loser, can sell crack: holla back!

Black on black…what-has your mind come under attack, 
that you feel no shame in writing punk gang signs on the Church, 
weren’t you raised better than that: holla back!

Black on black…what-life seems too much like a bounced check? 
You better get in the race and get on track: holla back!

You need to holla because a baby’s on crack, 
you need to holla because a nine’s poppin from a Cadillac, 
you need to holla because a brother’s been shot like that.

You need to holla because our community is under attack, 
you need to holla because our youth have gone off track, 
you need to holla until our kids can read a book from front to back.

You need to holla because this black on black is whacked; 
it’s jacked, and jails with black men are completely packed.

You need to holla because the state of our blackness is madness, sadness 
and totally senseless and many are left helpless and defenseless. 

Holla back, holla back, holla back!