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Couldn't find a decent version of this song on YouTube, so this one should be slightly better (although not great due to the methods used to obtain it, but it's certainly clearer than the others).

A different version of the song is used as the opening for The Boondocks, but this is the full version, entitled 'Judo Flip'. If anyone wants a download link to the song, the MP3 version is here:

http://www.mediafire.com/?3arwzk22c4zt0s8

Although I used a WAV in the video, the sound quality is virtually identical and it would have added 58mb more to the file. I'm going to add this link to the description as well.

If people want the WAV then I'll deliver, but it's really not any different from this MP3.

Lyrics (some may be slightly wrong, credit for most goes to youtuber bz6262):

I am the stone that builder refused
I am the visual
The inspiration
That made lady sing the blues
I'm the spark that makes your idea bright
The same spark that lights the dark
So that you can know your left from your right
I am the ballot in ya box
The bullet in ya gun
The inner glow that lets you know
To call your brother son
The story that just begun
The promise of what's to come
And I'mma remain a soldier till the war is won

The street, to see ya drawls
Sing of the hunger, pain
Want to call out 'cha flaws
The thing you don't wanna claim
Pride and joy, ya baby boy
Your inner child's toy
Your saving grace, the winner of the race, the b-boy
A new age scholar, with millennium mindstate
Master of education, doctor or candidate
No, that aint analogy of me through rap
That's a true that, and for real a brother really

Judo flip, chop chop chop
A judo flip, they say chop chop chop
A judo flip
But once you hear the capital A, rap it or stay
With you for a while, and it won't go away

Judo flip, chop chop chop
A judo flip, they say chop chop chop
A judo flip
But once you hear the capital A, rap it or stay
With you for a while

This is the tale of two cities:
From to the hood to the woods
Away from the nitty-gritty
To the now we all good
No more, corner to corner liquor store with check, cash
And now it's, wall to wall shoppin' mall to spend cash, in
Lush greenery, beautiful scenery
Acquired environment, no sirens or machinery
And seems to be, so peaceful and unthreatenin'
But there goes the neighborhood, as soon as we get get settled in

I guess it's true, the way the sayin' goes:
You can change a wardrobe, but not the man under the clothes
And you can, walk a mile in these inner-city shoes
But you still won't understand my inner-city blues
Give thanks, for the things that mean the most to me
My family, and all my other people that are close to me
From the curb to the burbs, the gutter to the butter
Imma tell you how it is, and tell you how we Judo Flip

Judo flip, chop chop chop
A judo flip, they say chop chop chop
A judo flip
But once you hear the capital A, rap it or stay
With you for a while, and it won't go away

Judo flip, chop chop chop
A judo flip, they say chop chop chop
A judo flip
But once you hear the capital A, rap it or stay
With you for a while, and it won't go away