"Rap" came from us. It started in the South Bronx
It started with conscious rappers
So to my brothers and sisters who are rappers: I want you to see that you are a part of a scheme; that you don't realize that you are an unwitting collaborator in a scheme that is to destroy you and your future.
Let's be very clear
I ain't here to drink beer
Smoke weed
Shoot the breeze and
Break bread with you
I'm only here to resurrect the living dead with you
Thought it was some kind of a game?
I'm not playing with you
I've got the moorish war lords
With my rocachord swords
Ethiopies and white faced camouflage
I bet you discipline and ready for that sabotage
You listen to Minaj? word?
You should kill yourself and everybody that you came with
Arrange miss out of jurisdiction no arrangement
My name gets mentioned to the ethers through hot frequencies speakers
Certified, fortified, get in line
Make this revolution rap your favorite pastime
Make latino kung tung your very last time
Last time he was CO and now he's gangsterified pushing keys, catching bodies, mess somebody lie
I would rather listen to that guy north leather
Take that fly boys organize an army bang dang press
Understand I'm not a missionary just a devil adversary
Extraordinary complement the fezz
And most listening are subjects to conditioning
They need a hook, something snappy, just to pull them in
I truly simpatize I hope this pretty singer satisfies
Now should we get back to bussiness then?
Separating gosh from the nigger man
Separating chicken heads from the heroins
They tell me constantly that I should change my content, you're just too conscious maybe you should narrow in
Rime more about the street life heroin
Make it amplified glorify the hell your in
But where the hell you've been
Clearly you don't know me
Then spit flame, ethanol
Jade Pink has set it off
I gang bang all opposition 'till his head is off
His arm, leg, leg, arm nailed to a cross
You're not a mob boss Florentini Macabelli,
Closest you are to italian is sauce and spaghetti
The flow is deadly hip hop your heart meatly
They could tell I was a rebel the moment they met me gotta respect me
The 85 want to sex me
Occupy by the five still I let them sweat me
You can bet me phoenix if they try to det me
End of republic the gorillas get ready to rap me
I pull verses from my spleen for I have knots
Who seen caught between the rocks and the hard spots
And most listening are subjects to conditioning
They need a hook, something snappy, just to pull them in
I truly simpatize I hope this pretty singer satisfies
Now should we get back to bussiness then?
I'm not the only one can tell that something is going on we hold so hard everyday and barely holding on,
This big banks getting breaks that would be gully on
And they'll freeze your assets keep your scullies on
The same Babilon upgraded red bottom
And he was about that revolution 'till the Feds got him
My mass got that 3 to 4 for a bag of weed
But be a priest and rape boys walk scott free
I bet you're thinking that I'm kidding 'cause I'm throwing stones
It isn't me this ain't your masses on my choromosomes
Impatient asses disraging to my barbizones
See srous translated to a microphone
The freedom banger hanger Margaret Sanger
Planned Parenthood and every hood would like to thank her
Bankers, Rockefeller, Bildeberg, Unicon, Dupont, IBM, Unicef and Biocon.
My breath of fire I'm anihilate the infrastructure
Commit to lexicon 'cause I don't speak the tongue of suckers
I'm pont the greaser to bought you a pair of breazer
Leave the may 16th in my afterbirth
Still
Most listening are subjects to conditioning
They need a hook, something snappy, just to pull them in
This was
Narubi Selah