Originally Posted by
ChristO
okay, the black race be at the finished line
they never gonna' hear me out, this is the end of time
break fast, they lunching way past dinner time
they only strong as they weakest link and will drown in they kitchen sink
who's next to die, get in line, doubt that I'm me
I'm just fighting the homo antics of what I seen
it ain't like you really gotta' follow what I'm offering
but I'm the only way to The Father when you call for him
so I suggest the script be carried out how I litigate it
ether you on-board or you missed the wave, had a pick to make it
the money ether goes on my books, or you kidding yourself
might as well put a dick in yourself, start to drilling yourself
and that's a shout out to israel, to-the-death
rhetoric against esau/isa is not good for ya' health
because I know what you is, and yeah, I know where you live
you threaten me, and you know I come from death where you sentenced me?
and I ain't have to remember to be re-membered
arm leg leg arm head, torso and genitals
male bringing the mailed fist for proof a' life, against your jaw
if killing cops against the law, then why they went against allah?
the black man, not farad, the crack man got addicts
I heard africans still being enslaved by arabs
man, invisible bloods building me up, love filling me up
slugs escargot matrix style missing me dumped
I ain't gotta' bargain with chumps, their toothbrushes
scrubbing the cum off they molars, incisors and gums
trying a' piggyback the rainbow flag on the black struggle
get your toe-tags on, facts brother
you was dug up seventy-four, hip-hop
in ethiopia, propositioned me 'bout the final war
said we can do it together, but wutever con
you ain't wanna' get down when I was ghengis khan
I broke ya' back, now you a brokeback mountain nigga
kodack moment, picture that, the fag's mouth is switching
this wut happens when the black women swamped against me
'til I dont five a fuck, got the axe and headblock for sissies
every move a balancing act when lucy's out to get me
I got him though, the bitch lost without me, I got his pension
them small hats about to lose everything but the wedding ring to you
they better pass it up, I'm the king, you the queen of voodoo
but you already know what the wu' do and the soo woo do
and how I own the game as only I the tzu-wu do
the lost angel is you, troop', and you need me to recoup'
wack niggas dying is what we into, how we recruit
between me and me' the team is vs when I can secure the trust
harriet tubman and I gon' love and lust, how we coming up
on these two commas, all we need is the binary code, one and oh's
I'm a' get my lands back, tresspassers washed up from pole-to-pole...