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      ole school baby


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      "once again and now it comes to a trend, I said free south africa you went to berlin now there' s a problem i stand firm beatin' my chest, you think a simple polar bear could ever put this to rest, well I won't apologize I will epitomize embrace my children and show them creator's eyes..."
      Bro.J, from Verbs of Power by X-Clan

      this lyric makes me swell up with tears (dont laugh, I feel this shit)

      It also makes me feel for my wife and children something fierce




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      Quote Originally Posted by Majadi
      "once again and now it comes to a trend, I said free south africa you went to berlin now there' s a problem i stand firm beatin' my chest, you think a simple polar bear could ever put this to rest, well I won't apologize I will epitomize embrace my children and show them creator's eyes..."
      Bro.J, from Verbs of Power by X-Clan

      this lyric makes me swell up with tears (dont laugh, I feel this shit)

      It also makes me feel for my wife and children something fierce




      I "remember" that. When I say I remember that, I mean that I literally remember when they brought down the Berlin wall and our people was like "why can they bring down the wall but not bring down apartheid?" I remember when Brutha J dropped that line and bruthas was like "THAT'S RIGHT!!!" The message is that they aint gonna do for Africans. We have to do for self. Oh...and I swell up with tears from certain songs too sometimes. Shhhhhhh. Don't tell nobody.

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      That's what I'm talkin bout Majadi ! Our people have so much power in them, it undeniable. That's why they have to try co-op hip hop its just too powerful.
      The most powerful weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed.

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      this shit was fire....1 (project windows)


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      Black hoods, cops 'n projects
      sewers flooded with foul blockage
      The gutter's wild and every child watches
      Changin top locks with ripped off hinges
      doors kicked off, drunks stag off smirnoff, wipe your beard off
      Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare
      vision blurry, cus buried deep in they mind are hidden stories
      Bet he's a mirror image of that 70's era
      finished for the rest of his life, till he fades out
      The liquor store workers miss him but then it plays out
      so many ways out the hood but no signs say out
      Mental slavehouse where gats go off, I show off
      niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off
      You should chill if you short, prepare deep thought
      to hit the street again, get it on, get this paper and breathe again
      Plan to leave somethin' behind
      so your name'll live on, no matter what the game lives on

      (Chorus)
      Lookin' out of my project window
      Oh, I feel uninspired
      Lookin' out of my project window
      Oh, it makes me feel, so tired

      Yo, if this piano's the cake then my words are the candles
      Light it up, make a wish, and them angels will grant you
      Impatient once tried, but in those angels and bamboo
      they lit it up, *puff* *puff*, hit it up, *puff*
      Now they dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a 9
      watch where you walk, 2 dollar fine, sign of the times here in New York
      Hi Satan, United Nations quietly taken, to own your soul
      take it or leave it, just my evaluation
      Stack loot and guns, teach the girls karate, school your sons not to hate
      but to stay awake, cus the scars a razor make is nothin' in comparison
      to the gas left on this whole mass, if we don't get it controlled fast
      might as well be, laughin' with Malcolm X's assassin as we die slow
      perishin', brain dead from a Erickson
      Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
      a cup of it for those thuggin' it, y'all sing the tune

      Chorus

      Another day, another dollar, my mother will holla
      She said "go and see the world for myself, and my brother Shafala"
      Pops was smooth, from his top to his shoes
      sang the rules, guitar strings he played smokin' his ?
      ? hat, picture this yo, seventies cat
      He wrote his music in the back of the crib, I did my homework
      At night the windows were speakers, pumpin' life out
      a fight, people screamin' cus somebody pulled a knife out
      So I look at this poem, I'm hooked to this tune
      every night the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly
      But jail was ahead of me, ?????
      Reading's what I should've done, cus my imagination would run
      I was impatient to get out and become part of the noise out there
      I used to stare, five stories down, basketball courts, shot up playgrounds
      and I witnessed the murders and police shake-downs
      Yo, the hustlas and hoes, drugs and fo-fos
      This was the life of every kid, lookin' out project windows

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      Elvis was a hero to most, but he never meant shit to me, straight up racist that sucker was plain, motherfuck him and John Wayne...PE
      " Fried, Baked, Grilled, Boiled Or Smoked, The Only Good Pig, Is A Dead Pig...Fuck The Holice!!!"

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      Oh yea RBG


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      "Hard - my calling card Recorded and orderd - supporter of Chesimard"
      Chuck D REBEL WITHOUT A PAUSE


      When I heard that line I was like oh yea it's really on now!!
      The most powerful weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed.

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      Here it is
      BAMMM
      And you say, Goddamn
      This is the dope jam
      But lets define the term called dope
      And you think it mean funky now, no
      Here is a true tale
      Of the ones that deal
      Are the ones that fail
      Yeah
      You can move if you wanna move
      What it prove
      It's here like the groove
      The problem is this - we gotta' fix it
      Check out the justice - and how they run it
      Sellin', smellin'
      Sniffin', riffin'
      And brothers try to get swift an'
      Sell to their own, rob a home
      While some shrivel to bone
      Like comatose walkin' around
      Please don't confuse this with the sound
      I'm talking about...BASS

      I put this together to...
      Rock the bells of those that
      Boost the dose
      Of lack a lack
      And those that sell to Black
      Shame on a brother when he dealin'
      The same block where my 98 be wheelin'
      And everybody know
      Another kilo
      From a corner from a brother to keep another -
      Below
      Stop illin' and killin'
      Stop grillin'
      Yo, black, yo (we are willin')
      4, 5 o'clock in the mornin'
      Wait a minute y'all
      The fiends are fiendin'
      Day to day they say no other way
      This stuff...
      Is really bad
      I'm talkin' 'bout...BASS


      Yo, listen
      I see it on their faces
      (First come first serve basis)
      Standin' in line
      Checkin' the time
      Homeboys playin' the curb
      The same ones that used to do herb
      Now they're gone
      Passin' it on
      Poison attack - the Black word bond
      Daddy-O
      Once said to me
      He knew a brother who stayed all day in his jeep
      And at night he went to sleep
      And in the mornin' all he had was
      The sneakers on his feet
      The culprit used to jam and rock the mike, yo
      He stripped the jeep to fill his pipe
      And wander around to find a place
      Where they rocked to a different kind of...BASS
      The most powerful weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed.

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      "Yo which muthaphucka stole my flow
      eenie....meenie miney mo
      Throw that type of nigga right out my window
      Blast your ass hit you with my direct blow
      Bo!! Coming through like G.I. Joe
      Star Wars movie deal like Han Solo
      Make you bounce around like this was calypso
      Always shine cause I got the high pro glow
      You think that you can hide you think you can lay low
      Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0
      Mad out with my dreads in my kango
      forget the Moet nigga just pass the Cisco
      Yo!! Take a trip down to Mexico
      Come back with that shit that might make you psycho
      Maximum frequencies through your stereo
      Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go" - Lyrics from the song Whoo Hah! I Got You All In Check by Busta Rhymez
      Pyrrhic Victory (New songs are up!): http://www.reverbnation.com/pyrrhicvictory

      Some people take themselves WAY TOO SERIOUSLY, when in actuality, no one else is really taking them as seriously as they think.

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      Rakim of course


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      Verse one:

      Follow me into a solo
      Get in the flow - and you can picture like a photo
      Music mixed mellow maintains to make
      Melodies for mc’s motivates the breaks
      I’m everlastin, I can go on for days and days
      With rhyme displays that engrave deep as x-rays
      I can take a phrase that’s rarely heard, flip it
      Now it’s a daily word
      I can get iller than ’nam, a killin bomb
      But no alarm - rakim will remain calm
      Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme
      But for a microphone still I fiend
      This was a tape I wasn’t supposed to break
      I was supposed to wait, but let’s motivate
      I want to see who can keep followin and swallowin
      Takin the making, bitin it and borrowin
      Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
      But i’ma let ya sweat - you still ain’t warm
      You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin
      Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen
      So follow me and were ya thinkin’ you were first?
      Let’s travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
      What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away
      Planets are small as balls of clay
      Astray into the milky way - world’s outasight
      Far as the eye can see - not even a satellite
      Now stop and turn around and look
      As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took!
      So keep starin soon ya suddenly see a star
      You better follow it cause it’s the r
      This is a lesson if ya guessin and if ya borrowin
      Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin
      The leader

      Verse two:

      This is a lifetime mission, vision of prison
      Aight listen
      In this journey you’re the journal I’m the journalist
      Am I eternal? or an eternalist?
      I’m about to flow long as I can possibly go
      Keep ya movin cause the crowd said so
      Dance - cuts rip ya pants
      Eric b on the blades, bleedin to death - call the ambulance
      Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze
      A magnum as a microphone murderin’ mc’s
      Let’s quote a rhyme from a record I wrote
      (follow the leader) yeah - dope
      Cause everytime I stop it seems ya stuck
      Soon as ya try to step off ya self-destruct
      I came to overcome before I’m gone
      By showin and provin and lettin knowledge be born
      Then after that I’ll live forever - you disagree?
      You say never? then follow me!
      From century to century you’ll remember me
      In history - not a mystery or a memory
      God by nature, mind raised in asia
      Since you was tricked, I have to raise ya
      From the cradle to the grave, but remember
      You’re not a slave
      Cause we was put here to be much more than that
      But we couldn’t see it because our mind was trapped
      But I’m here to break away the chains, take away the pains
      Remake the brains, reveal my name
      I guess nobody told you a little knowledge is dangerous
      It can’t be mixed, diluted; it can’t be changed or switched
      Here’s a lesson if ya guessing and borrowing
      Hurry hurry, step right up and keep following
      The leader

      Verse three:

      A furified freestyle, lyrics of fury
      My third eye makes me shine like jewelry
      You’re just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid
      I’ll be here when it fade to watch you flip like a renegade
      I can’t wait to break and eliminate
      On every traitor or snake - so stay awake
      And follow and follow, because the tempo’s a trail
      The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail
      I’m rakim the fiend of a microphone
      I’m not him, so leave my mic alone
      Soon as the beat is felt, I’m ready to go
      So fasten your seatbelt, cause I’m about to flow
      No need to speed slow down to let the leader lead
      Word to daddy, indeed!
      The r’s a rollin stone, so I’m rollin
      Directions is told, then the rhymes are stolen
      Stop buggin’, a brother said, dig em, I never dug ’em
      He couldn’t follow the leader long enough so I drug ’em
      Into danger zone, he should arrange his own
      Face it, it’s basic, erase it, change ya tone
      There’s one r in the alphabet
      It’s a one-letter word and it’s about to get
      More complex from one rhyme to the next
      Eric b be easy on the flex
      I’ve been from state to state, followers tailgate
      Keep comin but you came too late, but I’ll wait
      So back up, regroup, get a grip, come equipped
      You’re the next contestant - clap ya hands, you won a trip!
      The price is right - don’t make a deal too soon
      How many notes could you name this tune?
      Follow the leader is the title, theme, task
      Now ya know, you don’t have to ask
      Rap is rhythm and poetry, cuts create sound effects
      You might catch up if you follow the records e. wrecks
      Until then keep eatin and swallowin
      You better take a deep breath and keep followin
      The leader.
      The most powerful weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed.

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      Artist: Lupe Fiasco f/ Matthew Santos
      Album: Food & Liquor
      Song: American Terrorist
      Typed by: lilmajor21@hotmail.com

      [Lupe Fiasco]
      Close your mind
      close your eyes
      see with your heart
      how do you forgive the murderer of your father?
      the ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr

      [Lupe Fiasco]
      We came through the storm
      Nooses on our necks and a smallpox blanket to keep us warm
      On a 747 on the pentagon lawn
      Wake up the alarm clock is connected to a bomb
      Anthrax lab on a west Virginia farm
      Shorty aint learned to walk already heavily armed
      Civilians and little children is especially harmed
      Camoflouged Torahs, Bibles and glorious Qurans
      The books that take you to heaven and let you meet the Lord there
      Have become misinterpreted, reasons for warfare
      We read 'em with blind eyes I guarantee you there's more there
      The rich must be blind because they didnt see the poor there
      Need to open up a park, just closed 10 schools
      we dont need 'em
      can you please call the fire department they're down here marchin for freedom
      burn down ATV's, turn their TV's on to teach 'em and Move!

      [Hook: Matthew Santos]
      The more money that they make the more money that they make
      The better and better they live
      Whatever they wanna take whatever they wanna take
      Whatever whatever it is
      The more that you wanna learn the more that you try to learn
      The better and better it gets
      American Terrorist!

      [Lupe Fiasco]
      Now the poor klu klux man see that we're all brothers
      Not because things are the same becuase we lack the same color
      And thats green, now that's mean
      cant burn his cross cause he cant afford the gasoline
      Now if a muslim woman strapped with a bomb on a bus
      With the seconds running give you the jitters?
      Just imagine a American-based christian orginization
      Planning to poison water supplies to bring the second-coming quicker
      Nigga they aint livin properly
      Break 'em off a little democracy
      Turn their whole culture to a mockery
      Give 'em coca-cola for their property
      Give 'em gum, give 'em guns, get 'em young, give 'em fun
      If they aint givin it up, then they aint gettin none
      And dont giv 'em all naw ,man, just give 'em some
      Its the paper, some of these cops must be Al-Qaeda nigga uh

      [Hook: Matthew Santos]
      The more money that they make the more money that they make
      The better and better they live
      Whatever they wanna take whatever they wanna take
      Whatever whatever it is
      The more that you wanna learn the more that you try to learn
      The better and better it gets
      American Terrorist!

      [Lupe Fiasco]
      It's like
      Don't give the black man food, give red man liquor
      Red man fool, black man nigga
      Give yellow man tool, make him railroad builder
      Also give him pan, make him pull gold from river
      Give black man crack, glocks and things
      Give red man craps, slot machines
      Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
      Don't give the black man food, give they red man liquor
      Red man fool, black man nigga
      Give yellow man tool, make him railroad builder
      Also give him pan, make him pull gold from river
      Give black man crack, glocks and things
      Give red man craps, slot machines
      Nuk Khapera Heru'ur
      The Greatest Revenge Is MASSIVE Success!

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      Put A Flame by Fuck The Police

      Chorus:
      Put a flame to that red, white, and blue shit
      Put a flame to that red, white, and blue shit
      Where I hang, Put a flame, Where I hang
      Put a flame to that red, white, and blue shit

      Verse 1:
      The red is for the neck
      The white is for the lies
      The blue is for the eyes
      That's a devil in disguise
      I got that RBG bitch to combat
      I’m gang bangin slug slangin
      Wanna holla at it
      You can go ahead and keep ya KKK
      Cuz I’ma keep bustin O-K-K-K (lil’ jon like OK)
      With the K
      I don't know no better way
      When my Berreta spray
      All you suckers run away
      So muthafuck yo liberty bell
      I’m too busy trying to be the next Herman Bell
      And in a pickle
      I turn into Bryan Nichols
      Take the coppers nine-nickel
      And get to poppin my nigga

      Repeat 2X
      Put a flame to that red, white, and blue shit
      Put a flame to that red, white, and blue shit
      Where I hang, Put a flame, Where I hang
      Put a flame to that red, white, and blue shit
      "If the enemy is not doing anything against you, you are not doing anything"
      -Ahmed Skou Tour


      "speak truth, do justice, be kind and do not do evil."
      -Baba Orunmila

      "Cowardice asks the question: is it safe? Expediency asks the question: is it political? Vanity asks the question: is it popular? But conscience asks the question: is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor political, nor popular - but one must take it simply because it is right."
      --Dr. Martin L. King


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      Knock Knock by GZA

      (Verse 1)
      I'm the obscene slang kicker with no parental sticker
      Advisin y'all that wise words is much slicker
      Under circumstances label advances
      Ample opportunity, infinite chances
      To rhyme, to unrelated beef I don't stress
      I seen many killed for inifinitely less
      Ya raps be the clips that packed with lies
      Cowardlessly ya shoot up those innocent wise
      In extra long verses hundred bars the lim'
      The percentage of the truth in the rhyme is one tenth
      A solid mass of minerals, easily broke down
      Hard rock MC's ya nothin but compound

      Sparked by the endless greed of CEO's
      in the videos with those questionable flows
      Take it twenty-six, cut it down to four bars, make it a hook
      if it's not I'm sure to send a book

      (Chorus)
      Knock Knock
      Who the fuck is bangin at my door?
      Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
      Better know who the fuck they lookin for
      Cuz they don't want more
      Yo Knock Knock
      Who the fuck is bangin at my door?
      Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
      Better know who the fuck they lookin for
      They don't want more
      "If the enemy is not doing anything against you, you are not doing anything"
      -Ahmed Skou Tour


      "speak truth, do justice, be kind and do not do evil."
      -Baba Orunmila

      "Cowardice asks the question: is it safe? Expediency asks the question: is it political? Vanity asks the question: is it popular? But conscience asks the question: is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor political, nor popular - but one must take it simply because it is right."
      --Dr. Martin L. King


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      I could quote for days with Talib Kweli!

      Reflection Eternal (2000)

      * These cats drink champagne and toast to death and pain,
      Like slaves on a ship talking about who's got the flyest chain

      o "Africa Dream" (Track 8)

      * These niggas ain't thugs, the real thugs is the government.
      Don't matter if you're Independent, Democrat or Republican[/b]
      o "Ghetto Afterlife" (Track 11)

      ----------

      "Going Hard"

      [Hook]
      I got a part to play, we going hard these days
      Fuck the harder way, we doing it the harder way
      To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
      The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today
      I say the shit these people ain't got the heart to say
      Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way
      To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
      The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today

      [1st Verse]
      You say you never scared there's kids in other countries
      Making jerseys, jeans, and sneakers they could never wear
      Parents never there, they're busy building homes they can't afford to buy
      Cars they can't afford to drive
      Working jobs that don't support their life
      You busy screaming gangsta, gangsta all that talk is trife
      You already know lost the fight if you don't know the cost of life
      These kids is forced to fight a war they can't outrun
      Ain't got no shoes but got a gun
      Now where the fuck he pulled that out from?
      People ask me how we wearing diamonds
      When there's little kids in Sierra Leone
      Losing arms for crying while they mining
      Probably an orphan who's momma died of AIDS
      He built a coffin working often but he never paid
      Forever slaving in the world that's forever cold
      Becoming the man of the house at 11 years old
      This reality rap, I get inside the mentality that...
      Terrorize you like a cowardly act

      [Hook]
      I got a part to play, we going hard these days
      Fuck the harder way, we doing it the harder way
      To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
      The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today
      I say the shit these people ain't got the heart to say
      Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way
      To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
      The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today

      [2nd Verse]
      I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
      Middle Passages, I can't go back again
      Battlin' years of denied history, lies and mysteries
      Wives with misty eyes watchin' their husbands be beaten viciously
      Battle in the wilderness of North America
      Run by the river, only stoppin' to pray chased by predators
      Terrorists with etiquette who vote and kill their president
      Their capacity for evil so evident and prevalent
      Ain't no hesitation involved, a nation dissolved
      While we sit back waitin' to evolve
      Those who would trade in their freedom
      For their protection deserve neither
      Not a name, not tradition
      Religion, you learn Jesus
      Turn the other cheek
      Inherit the Earth, just stay meek
      Fuck the way you speak
      Try to run, we chop off your feet
      Fast forward to 2004 we selling
      Yo this ain't what I'm settling for
      I want more, yo

      [Hook]
      I got a part to play, we going hard these days
      Fuck the harder way, we doing it the harder way
      To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
      The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today
      I say the shit these people ain't got the heart to say
      Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way
      To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
      The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today
      "If the enemy is not doing anything against you, you are not doing anything"
      -Ahmed Skou Tour


      "speak truth, do justice, be kind and do not do evil."
      -Baba Orunmila

      "Cowardice asks the question: is it safe? Expediency asks the question: is it political? Vanity asks the question: is it popular? But conscience asks the question: is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor political, nor popular - but one must take it simply because it is right."
      --Dr. Martin L. King


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      Real People by Common

      [Verse 3]
      Black men walking wit white girls on they arms
      I be mad at em as if I know they moms
      Told to go beyond the surface, a person's a person
      When we lessen our women our condition seems to worsen

      The weary cursin' the sky
      Talkin' to themselves givin' the version of why help and hurt in they eye
      I live across from it, some of it I do be in
      I be showin' niggaz lives
      Like UPN
      It's real people
      "If the enemy is not doing anything against you, you are not doing anything"
      -Ahmed Skou Tour


      "speak truth, do justice, be kind and do not do evil."
      -Baba Orunmila

      "Cowardice asks the question: is it safe? Expediency asks the question: is it political? Vanity asks the question: is it popular? But conscience asks the question: is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor political, nor popular - but one must take it simply because it is right."
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      "Mr. Nigga" by Mos Def

      Say ho, everybody say ho
      By the way yo
      I said shake your soul like way back in the day-yo
      By the way yo, everybody say ho
      Everybody say hooooo- hooo
      Everybody say ho

      And check it out now
      Who is the cat eatin out on the town
      And make the whole dining room turn they head round
      Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
      He got the speakers in the trunk with the bass on crunk
      Who be ridin up in the highrise elevator
      Other tenants who be prayin they ain't the new neighbor
      Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
      They try to play him like a chump cause he got what they want

      He under thirty years old but already he's a pro
      Designer trousers slung low ccause his pockets stay swoll'
      Could afford to get up and be anywhere he go
      V.I.P. at the club, backstage at the show
      (Yes y'all) the best crib, the best clothes
      Hottest whips on the road neck and wrists on froze (say word)
      Checks with O's o-o-o-o-ohs
      Straight all across the globe watch got three time-zones
      Keep the digital phone up to his dome
      Two assistants, two bank accounts, two homes
      One problem; even with the O's on his check
      The po-po stop him and show no respect
      "Is there a problem officer?" Damn straight, it's called race
      That motivate the jake (woo-woo) to give chase
      Say they want you successful, but that ain't the case
      You livin large, your skin is dark they flash a light in your face

      Now, who is cat dining out on the town
      Maitre'd wanna take a whole year to sit him down
      Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
      He got the speakers in the trunk with the bass on crunk
      Now, who is the cat at Armani buyin wears
      With the tourists who be askin him, do you work here?
      Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
      Nigga Nigga

      Yo, the Abstract with the Mighty Mos Def
      White folks got it muffled across beneath they breathe
      "I didn't say it.."
      But they'll say it out loud again
      When they get with they close associates and friends
      You know, sneak it in with they friends at the job
      Happy hour at the bar while this song is in they car
      And even if they've never said it, lips stay sealed
      They actions reveal how their hearts really feel
      Like, late night I'm on a first class flight
      The only brother in sight the flight attendent catch fright
      I sit down in my seat, 2C
      She approach officially talkin about, "Excuse me"
      Her lips curl up into a tight space
      Cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place
      Showed her my boarding pass, and then she sort of gasped
      All embarrassed put an extra lime on my water glass
      An hour later here she comes by walkin past
      "I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph"
      (Wowwww.. Mr. Nigga I love you, I have all your albums!..)
      They stay on nigga patrol on american roads
      And when you travel abroad they got world nigga law
      Some folks get on a plane go as they please
      But I go over seas and I get over-SEIZED
      London Heathrow, me and my people
      They think that illegal's a synonym for negro
      Far away places, customs agents flagrant
      They think the dark face is smuggle weight in they cases
      Bags inspected, now we arrested
      Attention directed to contents of our intestines
      Urinalyis followed by X-rays
      Interrogated and detained til damn near the next day
      No evidence, no appology and no regard
      Even for the big american rap star
      For us especially, us most especially
      A Mr Nigga VIP jail cell just for me
      "If I knew you were coming I'd have baked a cake
      Just got some shoe-polish, painted my face"
      They say they want you successful, but then they make it stressful
      You start keepin pace, they start changin up the tempo


      Now, who is cat riding out on the town
      State trooper wanna stop him in his ride, pat him down
      Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
      He got the speakers in the trunk with the bass on crunk
      Now, who is the cat with the hundred dollar bill
      They gotta send it to the back to make sure the shit is real
      Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
      Nigga Nigga.. Nigga

      You can laugh and criticize Michael Jackson if you wanna
      Woody Allen, molested and married his step-daughter
      Same press kickin dirt on Michael's name
      Show Woody and Soon-Yi at the playoff game, holdin hands
      Sit back and just bug, think about that
      Would he get that type of dap if his name was Woody Black?
      O.J. found innocent by a jury of his peers
      And they been fuckin with that nigga for last five years
      Is it fair, is it equal, is it just, is it right?
      Do you do the same shit when the defendent face is white?
      If white boys doin it, well, it's success
      When I start doin, well, it's suspect
      Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money
      America's five centuries deep in cotton money
      You see a lot of brothers caked up, yo straight up
      It's new, y'all livin off of slave traders paper
      But I'm a live though, yo I'm a live though
      I'm puttin up the big swing for my kids yo
      Got my mom the fat water-front crib yo
      I'm a get her them pretty bay windows
      I'm a cop a nice home to provide in
      A safe environment for seeds to reside in
      A fresh whip for my whole family to ride in
      And if I'm still Mr Nigga, I won't find it suprisin
      "If the enemy is not doing anything against you, you are not doing anything"
      -Ahmed Skou Tour


      "speak truth, do justice, be kind and do not do evil."
      -Baba Orunmila

      "Cowardice asks the question: is it safe? Expediency asks the question: is it political? Vanity asks the question: is it popular? But conscience asks the question: is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor political, nor popular - but one must take it simply because it is right."
      --Dr. Martin L. King


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