Check the social cinematography
Of the black mans discography
Ask me why they wanna destroy the whole family
This **** sounds shady even after the black lady
Feelin' like Hades ready to burn so many turns
Taking from shakin' hands with evilness bakin'
Time penitentiary bound no freedom to sound
Liberty bells ain't nothing but hell all thoughts swell
From the beating of my cells goes around like a carousel
Wicked word play buzzards circlin' over those decayed
Suckas getting delayed better pray for better days
Or else im gone let the led spray invoke doomsday  
End your pay day got Clinton's resume
Along with Jessie Jackson made us African
American there i am again black folks need to ascend
Take no amends or reprimands on hand
See the clan is Wu **** the boys in blues
Love red and yellow sunsets makin' my melanin a threat
Sir nose goes through the nostrils slow so
I could paint my own reality so come battle me
Show you a real criminology
The black Gatsby specialized in illicit brewery fifty carrots on my jewelry
Enticing the honeys but they gets no money
*** they only wanna pension broke the enlistment of the social army y'all can't harm me?!


Love women with the thick thighs and butts
And haters get stuck left like a pig and gut
Til they air dry y'all die its no lie look at my eyes
Got Vietnam's thousand yard stare don't care
Can't none compare to the sound of the snare
A black hawk circling the air stalkin' pigeons
To unknown scared based religions check the visions
Drawn by me vividly hung on the calvary
Black Jesus is so facetious thats how they greet us
Reverse the black mask paint it white is the task
Michaelango wasn't famous for just being an artist regardless
How many wanna reward it you can't discard it
The ***** was known for changing dark faces to white faces
Taste a place of trading places beat the cases
**** the **** racist keep a steady pace ace
Or become one with the death race
Numero uno turn your body sumo you know
The skills smoother than the vocals of a stylistic
Majestic to mystic suckas catchin' crickets
Like Jimmy smoke more than a chimney
Somebody pass me the Remmy gas the hemi
Big duelers hang with 12 rulers who crueler
Battles shattered from skills of ****** the demi God against all odds
Born to get worshiped subliminally
Hate me but love the imagine in we
Black folks wake up see they on a fake up
Claim they love us but it's a plot to corrupt
Change the station with no hesitation
This for the melanin creation
Second round KO cannibis moving slow
Round my thoughts so the black universal
Can lay me the masterplan similiar to Tubman
Harriet the harder it gets the easier the grit
****** on my woman's *** to ****
For the alchemy heals me so beautifully
I stay ******' the media's without the celibacy