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VI:
Yo, this is ya Highness; Diesel blood in my capillaries
After 4/20, I bet, this next hit is Legendary
You had notion they divided me out the quotient
cause my niggas multiplied for commissary, and food stamps?
Niggas color change like mood lamps for scams, to ease food cramps
Charge tax on any cat-stacked to get the crew amped!
Don’t shamble in the camp of a misfit
That’s an easy way to get erased like a misprint
Hella spliffs lit as I lift crowds into clouds of the mystic
Greater senses through simplistic linguistics
Get at me like a twitter mention.
Word to Detroit, I keep it pumpin’ like a piston
Me? I’m solid, but all these snakes on a mission.
Word to motha, I just stand at attention...n spot any serpent slithering at a distance
For they’re the reason that we’re in this position
I’d rather be American than Capitalistic
but at this point in time, it appears, that there is no difference
So I’ma get mine while the rest get got
They serve and protect w/ a vest n glock
Some day, I may be shot, for walking to work
If I die, drop dead presidents onto the Earth, 15th and the first
I want everyone to know what my hustle was worth
as pews fill inside of the church (shit is berzerk)
VII:
A vicious circle that encompasses our people
Disrespecting the dead, living on the root of all evil
Racks this, rack that, lose, steal the cash back
This shit stuck in some niggas genes like plumber ass crack
Butt….I’m past that.
I crossed the country w/ a dog, rental car, duffle bag and a backpack.
If it wasn’t for me - some these chickens wouldn’t have scratch!
*smirk/laugh* go head, drop the back-back
Eyes gripped, feelin’ lit, like the lights on the vegas strip
Blazin blue dream piff, that’s mah fave-or-it
Contemplate, all the licks, hit to make this trip
Thinkin’ how we got paid make a nigga sick
But thats backdraft from sins of an evil past
The only constant-is ya boi gotta get this cash
I Make it Happen, Upstate to the island of staten
From the boogie down to the flats in Manhattan
Shout out to my wolves in the Brooklyn Zoo
And my hustlas in Mount Vernon, Queens and Queensbridge too.
We the reason that 'the Will' survive.
We will arrive. They rather see us, shuck n jive, entrapped in the devil's lies.
The revolution won't be televised.
And somehow the man will still make millions off of marketing...
But what y'all don't understand, the man, can't, be the man, unless he got a handful of people that's supporting him....(think on the shit)
Outro: They can represent FOR you, but can never COMPLETE you. I mean, technically, they're already gone...
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released February 21, 2015
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