1. |
The Nameless
04:05
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Now what the hell are we fighting for
Verbal wars are caused 'cause the hard go soft
Lines get crossed then get pissed off
Pistols get drawn and lives are lost
What a very large cost for a smaller than small force
‘Cause the garbage y'all applaud is as false as those mob laws
And that fictional mob boss in that flick that you knocked off
Impress Stang-tak
Get a backpack and cap and clap gats in Iraq
Tongues get chopped but the words don’t stop
Stars may drop but the world don’t stop
Thinking you’re on top and famous
But your legacy in hip-hop is nameless
Tongues get chopped but the words don’t stop
Stars are falling but the world don’t stop
Thinking you’re on top and famous
But your legacy in hip-hop is nameless
What do you deem meaningful
The things and thoughts that equal you
You say it false but sing it true
Holding a role in people's view
Low and behold what's deep in you
Beats at you, it eats at you
You see the creep start seeping through
You need someone to speak to you
Lord I’ve grown fatigued and weak from the strain of my passive ways
The pain and my rage boils my blood and makes it hard to pass the days
Regrettably I may have to say
My back can’t stand the massive weight
Of all the baggage and burdens of the battered and over worked
Who shed their blood and worth into the dirt of mother Earth
The thug in me wants to roar
Let the hard core of this soul burst
I’m letting the instrumental know that spitting this rhyme hurts
So fuck what you heard
It’s the rebel nigga from Jerz
Let me repeat the words
Better never sleep in the burbs
We earning respect in the game that has none to give
It’s do or die in this life of rhyme
I fight to death for my one to live
Tongues get chopped but the words don’t stop
Stars may drop but the world don’t stop
Thinking you’re on top and famous
But your legacy in hip-hop is nameless
Tongues get chopped but the words don’t stop
Stars are falling but the world don’t stop
Thinking you’re on top and famous
But your legacy in hip-hop is nameless
Ignorance stings
So know that I breed the warriors that live to slay kings
Money sings in the land
So I’ll shake the corporate hand to be able to bury it beneath the sand
Understand
Sold your soul to Sam
Your blood I have to spill
The slaughter of a fake is in demand
Past the point of thrill
You’re the king of your hill
But from the valley’s where the shadow of death comes to kill
Dead soldiers on this morning are put into coffins
Others mourning the murder of innocent families
You talking like you got the weight of the world
Let me speak to you man to girl
Tongues get chopped but the words don’t stop
Stars may drop but the world don’t stop
Thinking you’re on top and famous
But your legacy in hip-hop is nameless
Tongues get chopped but the words don’t stop
Stars are falling but the world don’t stop
Thinking you’re on top and famous
But your legacy in hip-hop is nameless
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2. |
Polkadot Dreams
04:02
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Look for the polkadots and wear the suit
Everything will be taken care of
Twelve o’clock
Keep it clean
He’ll be there at midnight
Make sure he don’t fuck up
Yeah, it’s real simple
You’re only as good as your last job
Hang up the horn
Button my vest
With the heater laced to my chest
Dressed with the best double breasted Italian wear
I am completely aware
Get the job done
No bloody affair
Paid the valet his pay
Stepped away with a pace of haste
I’m more than a few seconds late
Make my way to the place
Look at the damn line
Fuck standing in line
I cut the damn line
Dap the bouncer like my man
Pound with president Grant
Now I walk in right according to plan
Smooth Latin grooves by the band led by Zan
He’s singing “One Man”
That’s my jam
Sexy girls dance in clans of three in front of me
See the polkadots at the coat spot
I proceed
I leave the black leather
Receive back the Beretta
Now I’m ready for whatever
The plan’s coming together
One man’s love is another man’s pain
One man’s loss is another man’s gain
One child’s tears
And it falls like rain
One man’s blood running through my veins
My roam’s now a skip
The chrome’s on my hip
Try not to trip and look suspicious
Fuck this
Needs me a sip just to stable my nerves
Fuck the bar, I’m a star
Got a table reserved
Yo thanks for the tip
Here’s your drink
I made it extra hard
So sip it slow so you don’t sink
Grabbing all the top shelves
Line your glasses up
‘Cause I’m filling them all up
Just to see more bucks
Awe struck at the polkadots walking to the booth
Waitress get this tray up to that VIP dude
VIP is dead
But still there’s nothing best
I see a short dress
Long legs, exposed chest
In slow steps
With a tray by side
A drink I didn’t buy
Look at the bar
See the guy with the ladybug tie
Looking for signs
Henne raw, napkin right
Let me read the scribbled mess
And check the draw and design
You got thirty seconds so make your mind up
You got two routes, but only one out
It’s time to climb up the stairs
And to get there you’re passing the stage
To the left of the band
Hope that you’re ready for games
Ready to look up at the elevator
Don’t go in it
‘Cause if you do you run the risk that they can lock you up in it
So pass it up
Hang a right on some Splinter Cell missions
Avoid the cameras up three flights
And take your position
Read the statistics
Now I know what the math is
Strike my book of matches
Plus the prints lay in the ashtray
Now it’s ashes
Jump quick from where I sit and sip
Convert my skip to a dash
Shit
Bumped by this prick
Still I gotta move quick
Not to be rude in mood
So I wink
I think I can’t spare the time for stairs to climb
The elevator’s a dare but there clear in sight
Up three flights right
Open doors slide
Target in sight
I pull it from the side
Beretta lead flies
He dies
There’s cheddar to find
Déjà vu
Why
Open doors slide
He must of armed the alarm
Rushed by guards that are armed
I fire on and get fired upon
Me rinse out me gun
Them expired and gone
Without haste I grab the suitcase
Closed case
Mi gwon
One man’s love is another man’s pain
One man’s loss is another man’s gain
One child’s tears
And it falls like rain
One man’s blood running through my veins
One man’s love
I kept pace but took the back way
Heat to my chest like strapped grenades
One man’s loss
I move smooth
Lock and load
With shots fired
Enter third stage
One man’s love
Motherfucker made a mess
Caress the trigger and fucking aim
One man’s blood running through my veins
A single shot running through his veins
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3. |
Heart Of A Criminal
03:57
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You see
If you’re gonna survive
You gotta make yourself God
You gotta be fucking prepared to unleash Hell on those who oppose you
I’m talking about the worst parts of the Bible man
Fire and brimstone
Look at me
Look at me
If you ever
If you ever even think of betraying me
If you ever decide to cross that fucking line
I’ll fucking bury you
You hear me?
Man, life’s a game
Life’s a game
It’s a simple game
Chess
There’s nothing wrong with taking a few pawns for the checkmate
‘Cause there’s more to the crime than the prize
There’s the stage
The lights
It’s all about the grand production
These streets is tough
They’ll swallow you down man
If it’s too easy
It it seems too easy something’s wrong
If something seems wrong it usually is
I’ve been in the game for a long time
A few years
They know my name out here
So you a hot shot
That’s what I hear, you a hot shot
You did a few gigs here and there
You moved a few bricks
You ain’t shit
You ain’t shit
Take a look at me
Look at me
Look at me
You see me?
I’m a hated man
Why?
Because I do whatever I want to do
I do whatever the fuck I want to do
Look at you
Look at you
There used to be a word called respect
But you don’t know nothing about that
You don’t know what the fuck that is
And take that cross off your neck
I’m your fucking God now
Nothing but criminals catching criminals
But you want to know what separates me from them?
Honesty
I’m honest with you
And I’m honest with myself
So you can call me a criminal
But I got a heart
And that’s more than most
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4. |
Underneath It All
04:47
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There’s a smile upon her face
But underneath her face
Her shoulders bear the weight
There’s not much more before she breaks
Not much more that she can take
So she’ll take her life is the thought when distraught
Is it something we’ve been taught
Is it wrong
Is it something that belongs
Is it underneath my palms
There’s a smile upon his face
But underneath his face
His shoulders bear the weight
There’s not much more before he breaks
Not much more that he can take
So he’ll take his life is the thought when distraught
Is it something we’ve been taught
Is it wrong
Is it something that belongs
Is it underneath my palms
Underneath the faces lie thick lines of facial features
Tears and hateful speeches said to self when days would equal
Up to nothing, not that she was up to nothing good
But the love she dealt to everyone was kept like they were glue
She kept giving to keep living and wept into her room
Never regret giving she kept sitting reflecting on her mood
She hid it all inside and passed these patrons by with smiles
She crocodile grinned and pretend they were worth her while
Sending her smirk with style, she kept those people on a pedestal
Letting through emotions, however never exchanging views
Hating you for not returning the love she handed
Granted you never knew her but liked when you shaked hands
With a cycle of life turned to deal with all of the pain
Into her palm clutched a rifle it goes bang
Advantages of emotional moments in life learned
Those moments are like learning that fire just might burn
There’s a smile upon her face
But underneath her face
Her shoulders bear the weight
Not much more before she breaks
Not much more that she can take
She’ll take her life is the thought when distraught
Is it something we’ve been taught
Is it wrong
Is it something that belongs
Is it underneath my palms
There’s a smile upon his face
But underneath his face
His shoulders bear the weight
There’s not much more before he breaks
Not much more that he can take
So he’ll take his life is the thought when distraught
Is it something we’ve been taught
Is it wrong
Is it something that belongs
Is it underneath my palms
Underneath the straight A status
A manner void malice
The hand raised for pleasantly speaking in classes
The quiet isolated
Visually fascinated with the social abilities that the other kids played with
It made him self-conscious
‘Cause silence was his bondage from life
Imagination becoming his world common
He grew intoxicated with pictures and illustration
It made his escaping for when the other kids played him
An escape that only grew to rhymes and tapes
Emerging inside of a culture where they shared his state
And it’s a cool state
Separate the crowds of thugs
The common theme love
Greeted in with pounds and hugs
Underneath the isolation he found his art
Underneath the mainstream he was releasing his heart
Underneath the childhood where hew as quiet as kept
Emerged a grown man blessed with the spiritual depth
There’s a smile upon her face
But underneath her face
Her shoulders bear the weight
There’s not much more before she breaks
Not much more that she can take
She’ll take her life is the thought when distraught
Is it something we’ve been taught
Is it wrong
Is it something that belongs
Is it underneath my palms
There’s a smile upon his face
But underneath his face
His shoulders bear the weight
There’s not much more before he breaks
Not much more that he can take
He’ll take his life is the thought when distraught
Is it something we’ve been taught
Is it wrong
Is it something that belongs
Is it underneath my palms
Underneath his palms
Lies a twisted psalm
One decision spawned by the story in a song
How he longed to be loved like that
How he wished his family would've looked at him like that
Beaten with that five-hued belt resting on the shelf
This is how he felt
If fury comes in five colors
That’s just enough to evenly be spread on each one of my knuckles
He wrapped the buckle tight across his fist
Then the fight that was missed all his life would now begin
Standing over both his parents deep asleep in bed
The first blows to the head opened the door to more red
Now an orphaned boy he could finally begin to look ahead
And underneath it all with a smile upon his face
He could begin to look ahead
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5. |
Full Moon
04:01
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6. |
Lord Of The Flies
04:24
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I’ve led a crocodile smile life
Grin to the fact that the control that I’ve had has exited stage right
And it’ll take flight
And flock to a brighter future
Try to cover the path of the past and ride with the vibes that I’m used to
Damn right I’ve returned, be prepared for the sacrifice
Hoping to slice it right
Whether it’s axe or knife heads will roll
And complete solar systems get consumed
The Galactus of hip hop is back so stayed tuned
Plagues in one breath, holocausts the next
Twist turrets to burn chests just to make me chuckle
I laugh at nuclear winters, humans head for shelter
I enjoy the toxic fumes that would otherwise melt you
Hope you felt the cries of a thousand deaths
Fill up one verse with a thousand breaths
And I ain’t even inhaled yet
You get impaled with crucifixes
You choose to mix quick pixels dilate pupils confuse you with this
Synchronize all orders of ciphers to slay ‘em in
Are you silently sliding out cyphers decided you staying in
‘Cause it’s hot as hell in any box that I’m blazing in
Remain in a cadence to the symphony of cicadas
When I synchronize all orders of ciphers to slay ‘em in
Are you silently sliding out cyphers decided you staying in
‘Cause it’s hot as hell in any box that I’m blazing in
Remain in a cadence to the symphony of cicadas
Don’t stray far or get heated up when I spit
Even up inside the belfry I’m free to just lift an evil assist
Insist catch a hex when I’m pissed
Your neck and your wrist are the best part, they’re easy to slit
Needing to vent
The second coming and I’m intent
Content with the fact that your brain will get bent
Lay you to rest take a sec man just for the cause
RIP rest in pieces
Wait for applause
Synchronize all orders of ciphers to slay ‘em in
Are you silently sliding out cyphers decided you staying in
‘Cause it’s hot as hell in any box that I’m blazing in
Remain in a cadence to the symphony of cicadas
When I synchronize all orders of ciphers to slay ‘em in
Are you silently sliding out cyphers decided you staying in
‘Cause it’s hot as hell in any box that I’m blazing in
Remain in a cadence to the symphony of cicadas
I nod and grin give a wink for much approval
You ruined your existence for the fact you think you’re too cool
Practice black magic and whisper chants in voodoo
I’m bout to take all of you pussies right back to school
Breathing a mushroom could plus exhaling a hail of uranium
Impaling all tall tales of complaining
This veil iron monster mixture
Remove your spine to get your posture fixed up
Impostures ripped up and never come equipped but
I fluctuate flatlines to the beat of this verse
Release the beast on this track and you’re feeding him first
Arm wrestle elephants for their ivory
I’m more than what the eye can see EBEs are eyeing me
So silently solidify foundations
I pound the ground with finely crafted maces
Bound and gag the natives
I am I with skull and staff
Shrug off solar flares and laugh
Those that missed their path get baths in quicksand
I’m the nicest with a hint of bio virus
And a twist of dip that sponge in water then I fry them
Close your eyelids and succumb to the forked tongue violence
Used the seismic kindness to free the blinded mindless
To the ode of the verse, controlling the surge
Adverse with the words reverse surf pull your curses in currents
Spinning like turrets turning flat lines into curves
Fixing the course in short man I’m sick with the verbs
Suicidals slit their wrist to this shit
In a mix I’m beginning to vent with pens in ridiculous grips
Splatter the ink
I think your brain matter is weak
I shatter the beat
I think that your data deleted as bad as you think
Defeat I don’t trust you as you long as I breathe
As far as me well that goes without saying you see
Same enemy’s circuits fried from same energy
Blaming emcees but your game is too meek
I’m freeze framing and explaining tame the wildest of beasts
Ex-marine trained to snipe quiet in breeze
So silence at ease
See your heartbeat bleep deceased accept it
And the printout of your flatline reads Phenetix
Synchronize all orders of ciphers to slay ‘em in
Are you silently sliding out cyphers decided you staying in
‘Cause it’s hot as hell in any box that I’m blazing in
Remain in a cadence to the symphony of cicadas
When I synchronize all orders of ciphers to slay ‘em in
Are you silently sliding out cyphers decided you staying in
‘Cause it’s hot as hell in any box that I’m blazing in
Remain in a cadence to the symphony of cicadas
All of these cats are actors and calming the static
Monochromatic bleak future you used to calling dramatic
You fall on the sabbath and never decided for resting ingesting the essence
Swallowing theaters blocking the entrance
Mocking intentions with frock and suspenders I stand painting your sentence
With one word I cover the canvas
The blood on my hands gets you asses bludgeoned and smashed with
Bricks in baskets tsk in taskets quick in caskets
Oops missed my adlibs
My prose composed in frantic pen strokes explode flows to show who Chad is
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7. |
Red Dress
03:01
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Once upon a night
Upon a fading sun
A steady pace to some
But in truth longing to be undone
It’s kind of like being indoors during a storm
Viewing through window panes
But missing the feel of the rain
As it pours down
Such a soothing sound
I just need something more now
I just need to let it all out
Cover ground to new heights
Where passion engulfs me like a light
That’s a life
That’s when she came in sight
As when lightning strikes
You’re filled with an awe
And this glorious form
It moves you along
And it moves you to song
And that dress she had on was like a red dawn
Ooh she had a red dress on
The color of a red dawn
Just to watch you dance
Eyes open wide
Lust put aside
I’m seeing for the first time
Just to watch you dance
Just to watch you dance
Just to watch you move
Brings purpose and it soothes
Just to watch you dance
I don’t need your name
I don’t need your number or need you to feel the same
Just to watch you dance
It made me say wow
One word
Called out loud
Simple yet so complex
I feel it in my chest
It made me say wow
She had a red dress on
Man she looked so good
She had a red dress on
She looked so good
She had a red dress on
Following the heart’s desire
I step up onto the floor
Before I walk away I’m determined to let it soar
So I risk it all
Ending this moment is what I chance
But there’s no way I’m leaving this place without a dance
I don’t want romance
I just want to have your opposite stance
Feeling enhanced to inspire trance
Need another sense of her dress
One word can only express
Simple and complex
I feel it in my chest
Oh wow
I feel it in my chest
Oh wow
And I said wow
Ooh she had that red dress on
The color of a red dawn
And I said wow
The color of a red dawn
Wow
Got so much style baby
That red dress was killing me
The color of a red dawn
I knew I would be alright
I said wow to that red dress
If I just dance
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8. |
On The 10th
03:57
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This undying love in my heart
Held captive by the fact that we’ve been torn apart
Although I know there’s no letting go
I’m still alone
A still depone
Bemoan to fill my soul
The drummer boy
Still drumming and marching
I’m humming the trumpets are gone and departed
I’m feeling brave-hearted
And hazed by the violence
‘Cause my senses tell me this war is childish
At home where my mind slips
At home where my child sits beside my wife
Besides this fight
They’ve been on my mind since the instant I left
Just to think that I left
To help
To fight
While the health of my wife wasn’t at best
A rhinovirus infected her chest
She says that it’s less
She stressed that it’s best that I go and protect
And do what I must
We discussed then a thrust of entrust hit me stern
Unconcerned now
Man of house my son had now earned
So I turn to the road
To a journey unknown
All I know is the goal is return to my home
So I march to the valley of death with no fear,
My sword, my shield
A lock of her hair
Proper luck I keep tucked in a spot of my gear
My paths locked
I ask God
If this would end tragically
Please watch over my family
I can accept my fate
Based upon how far you’ve taken me
If my wife can feel the pain and grieve
Then have a saint
Take my seed
I promise to stay by your side
As I watch from upon on high
Come up when it’s your time
Until then I’ll ride
And for him forewarn him
A guide to his stride
A light for this last flight
A slight insight from the past life
Forever your wife
From the start how I tried
‘Till death did we part
To my vows I abide
This undying love in my heart
Held captive by the fact that we’ve been torn apart
Although I know there’s no letting go
I’m still alone
A still depone
Bemoan to fill my soul
Raise shield
Yield sword
Noise like violent storm
The archers aim
Then Arthur falls
Can’t stop to mourn
Move on
March on
Our army’s strong
They will fall eventually
In comes the infantry
Killed one
Killed three
We cut through them like weeds
Run through with light speed
Through the cloud light bleeds
Right on me can’t see
Lift my shield
So, oh I blocked the blow
Whoah, the man on high guides my way
Dragonfly flies on my blade
Swing it flies away
Slink then another slaid
What is happening
Back to attack again
Then I trip through
See her musk thistle
Hear “It must miss you”
Feel the heat near as the flaming spears whisk through
They whistle by
I can’t see your eyes
I can’t see your smile
I conceive you’ve died
I can’t seem to cry
I can’t explain
I don’t know why
I feel the pain
Feel whole inside
The goal is still I must get back to home
So I pick up, move on
For my family I go
To our family you go my sweet
Till then I’ll hold your seat
For my saint till we meet
Again
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9. |
Rising Turbulance
03:20
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10. |
Who Should You Fear
07:03
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I know a lot of people they wonder just where we’ll end up
Living happy ever after loving our neighbor and such
But seeing our situation must admit it is tough
‘Cause more than half the population still has yet to grow up
Now after twenty plus centuries let us see what’s what
And examine some point of views to see if we can wake up
And understand the paranoia that we have through the years
What I ask is who it is that we should currently fear
Wait
Easy question
Just turn the TV on to get the valuable lesson
‘Cause the question doesn’t warrant thinking more than a second
It’s all the Middle Eastern fanatics with nuclear weapons
Right?
Those brown people with their silly Islam
‘Cause only they possess the intelligence to make a bomb
Yet I could of sworn I heard of something called Vietnam
And some scary people Midwest don’t read the Koran
It’s not a question of arms
It’s a quest for concern
Paranoia’s a state of being for which we have yearned
But vulnerability’s a state with which you must come to terms
And defining terrorism’s up to one to discern
But if you think it comes from only big bearded men
Just recall the setting of Weaver in Ruby Ridge when
Mother of three holding her baby shot in the head
After the ATF mowed down their only son dead
Think back to lovely Waco Texas and then
Ponder exactly where supposed terrorists den
But if not Arabs who should we fear instead?
Okay I got it
It’s all of the people in the projects
Black and Hispanic always trying to steal my contents
Without a conscience
You know the place and the route
Where minorities orally order your wallet come out
Where inner city youths are always shooting about
Looking to pounce
Making profits off the drugs they sell out
But see I’m calling it out
Because I truly do doubt
That Central Park is the place where these drugs up and sprout
Are you catching my drift
Or do you need me to shout
Need me to walk and talk all of the nonsense you spout
How many gun manufacturing plants are under ya?
How many blacks are on flights to Columbia?
Not a whole lot
So no wonder you’re wondering
You’re wonderful hatred is coming in with a thundering
Ignorance cluttering
Causing violent concussions
And while you integrate
My statements have you rapidly shuddering
Rapidly butter your toast
It’s going down your throat
Listen to what I’m saying
You need it more than most
‘Cause blacks are only 12 percent of the population
Yet they account for 30 percent of the nation’s arrests
This is not a test
But I stress you pay attention ‘till everything connects
‘Cause the leading cause of death for young black men
Is murder by other men
No pretend
This is what it is
This is what you live
Take a second to remove the dagger from your ribs
‘Cause more than not
The offender’s race is the same as the victim that’s shot, stabbed, or whatever
It’s not a plot but a choice you got
See, you’ve been assigned to the character criminal
And in addition to subliminal acceptance of the role that’s been given you
You don’t acknowledge what you’re living through
Start to see it through
And of course the contribution of the news is certainly critical
Thus I don’t advise taking the media literal
Unless you like fiction with your cereal
‘Cause only 1 percent of all killers are serial
Yet if you went by the news you should be shaking hysterical
Causing a medical team to come and inspect ya
Fearing a black man’s gonna come and get ya
Time to check the facts
National crime on the whole’s been declining since the early 1990’s
So keep breathing, relax
Entertainment motivates their presentation of stats
And emotions are manipulated
So I can’t really say that I’m swayed by any prime time official statements
Where desire to think for yourself
Puts you in violation of the government’s interpretation
So what should you fear?
Mid-east WMD’s
Or mistaken American death penalties
What should you fear?
Drug dealers selling crack
Or genetically modified food you eat in stacks
Who should you fear?
The teenage kids in detention
Or the ones in suits stealing your pension
Who should you fear?
Homeless people in the streets
Or the politicians making decisions while safe in their seats
Who should you fear?
Gang members who would kill for a stare
Or the ones charging you for your healthcare
And pharmaceutical companies keep ‘em paying for the treatment
‘Cause cures don’t reap as well as continued diseases
Institutions explicit interest is in making money off of your existence in sickness
That’s some ridiculous sick shit
And police commit crimes in the name of justice
Ain’t no way McCarthy could ever have touched this
Cops using race to further their case
And then they wonder why there’s so many blacks behind the prison gates
Prison inmate
That’s a fate that awaits so many black males
Cuz according to the state
Half of them get arrested for index crimes to date
So police, police
Yes to them let’s unleash
All our anger whenever there’s an officer in the street
Whether local, state, or federal level if we meet
They’re gonna feel what it’s like to be at a person’s feet
That goes for any chief, patrol men, and even desk staff
Come on man, you trying to make me laugh
Have we not progressed beyond five and a half
Pointing and shouting in kindergarten class
For real
You can’t condemn ‘em in general
‘Cause all that really does is make your position less credible
Untenable is such a claim
These people are out every day
Risking their lives to save people like me and you
That’s not to say I condone everything they do
‘Cause quite a few are power hungry and prejudiced
But there’s evidence of many with humanitarian sentiments
So if not blacks or cops
I got one more idea for where our fear should drop
White people
For their wars and hate have always been quite lethal
Prejudicial homicide
Military genocide
Whites are certainly heading the art of war unequaled
Their religion of cathedrals have killed and malled
Causing indigenous African worldviews to fall
Native Americans are barely left at all
And those who disagree have always crumbled or crawled
Yet he sustains and the white man remains standing tall
So if lack of pigment brings sin
Then given the color of my skin
Maybe you should fear me
But do my cells contain genes that make me guilty of causing the practice of slavery?
No matter the race
Can anyone truly inherit disgrace?
Ancestral kin
Let’s begin by seeing this issue for what it is
‘Cause it’s easier to hate than to comprehend
Easier to fear than to understand men
Examine your foreign or racial policy
And ask, do I grasp the concept of a self fulfilling prophecy?
So you can hate whites
Or any other race if you like
Be aware though you’re bound to lose the fight
‘Cause all you little puppets like to strike with your might
But the puppet master’s got far better sight
Now understand right where you stand
Racism, terrorism, they go hand in hand
Whether you manage land
Or have a hand in scams
Social division is simply part of the plan
While you run, run, run in the same place
While you watching the TV learning the criminal’s face
While everyone around you’s in heightened states
While you look to the sky praying for God’s grace
But heaven be damned should you use your voice
Or ever discover that you actually have a choice
Cuz truth be told when it’s all said and dealt
The only thing that you should ever fear is yourself
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