My shoes gon stay real dirty cuz I get it out the mud My family is my blessing so they always show my love Lil momma got that swag, but we don’t see how hard she go Who them folk at the top keeping all the payments low? Big Birther she ain’t sharing nothin I Back in 1901 They got together To make our homeland the greatest Sat down wrote a constitution Good for those who hate organized labor (strike breakers) No one made out better than the owners (enslavers) (Pause) Of all the big plantations There’s timber (timber) There’s cotton Catfish jumping in the lakes There’s chickens Corn kernels Wheat and soybeans get you paid Major weight, penny taxes Container freight ship docked in the bay - Cuz it’s all about money - And moving commodities Get wit it Small town but our mind Olympic Blink once and you just might miss it We locked in on a green light mission Don’t you ever play yourself II Back in 1901 they got together To make our homeland AMAZING Sat down wrote a constitution Big Birtha still going strong today She’s got almost a thousand amendments Thumbs her nose at the USA Its hundreds of millions of people (Pause) It don’t even have 28 Errbody gotta ask the legislature Each time they want to raise school pay It don’t matter if it’s all local business Hometowns ain’t heroes these days I know you might have lots of questions But that’s the way Bertha say it’s gotta be - cuz it’s all about money - power and commodities Get wit it Let a real one sit on the committee Them folk scared and they look so silly They talking, we lives it Don’t you ever play yourself My shoes gon stay real dirty cuz I get it out the mud My family is my blessing so they always show my love Lil momma got that swag, but we don’t see how hard she go Who them folk at the top keeping all the payments low? Big Birther she ain’t sharing nothin III Back in 1901 they got together What a very sweet occasion Before they sat down to write our constitution Started off with some spirit filled praying God please bless the white man (and only him) Unless they’re poor and uneducated (not them) No more stealing votes from the Blacks folks (forgive our sins) we’ll just take their rights away (give us strength) Railroads smiled with the bankers (gotta watch em) Steel and iron corporations (lil stankers) Segregation, no regulation Call it Favor for a favor Country boy, city girl Either way don’t pay em cuz it’s all about the money And we’re the commodities Get wit it We the best thang blowing in the city Shake the Field throw game like A frisbee We deserve better? No kidding Don’t you ever play yourself My shoes gon stay real dirty cuz I get it out the mud My family is my blessing so they always show my love Lil momma got that swag, but we don’t see how hard she go Who them folk at the top keeping all the payments low? Big Birther she ain’t sharing nothin IV Today, We should get together And be a little bit braver Sit down write a constitution Ain’t nobody else gon save us We got healers Pro gamers Small farmers Bass bangers Top shelf bottom shelf drinkers Even abstainers Fiddle players and quilt makers Whole lot of good neighbors Be nice if we’d get more staying Bertha turns em into midnight trainers Cuz we’d all like a little more money Big Bertha’s not the sharing type Could all use more power and money Ol Bertha’s the hoarding kind (kinda scary if you ask me) Instead We look all kinds of funny Uncommon oddities Curiosities (come see the worlds biggest constitution) Bona fide monstrosity (if it came to reading that thing or a free labatomy) Take the free lobotomy (We been carrying Big Bertha around on our backs) We need a back-e-otomy You don’t need a law degree Or doctor of philosophy To say hey get up off of me But we gon need a lot of you We gon need a lot of me Let’s get together Get together Cause it’s all about G-G-Get together Cause it’s all about G-G-Get together Cause it’s all about G-G-Get together

I South anton drive Been a vibe 3 generations of artists Portraits Wreaths Rhymebooks Custom forces in closets Driveway Trunks Rattle Hard Bridges and Ford Caretaker House like mine But turbo charged We: 3 elders 3 You: 3 elders and moreee New Haven Seattle Detroit Home Back to the porch Death Grief unspoken In the Brothers I’d chosen You metabolized trauma With the heat of the forge Bars Creatives before we knew how to name it 2 oh 9 In the heart of the states Imagination Some remain humble when their goals remain basic You Remained humble due to grief you had tasted Potential not erased because we missed the big stages You survived jail student loans shooters industry bating With your names sacred jewels divine root training So you’ll always have a hot plate waiting On south Anton Drive Chorus Nobody smiling After hard work We earn our presence in the red dirt (One two) By rhyming Nobody smiling when we take words We earn our blessings when we make words (One two) timing My tribe never did for followers We were doing this to stay alive (One two) Surviving favorite pictures Of my favorite team Where was I when the camera shot (One two) behind it II Biggs You were there too With ignorance bliss Brought a smile didn’t smile Told a joke and ain’t flinch Stop by, tell a lie Then be all in the fridge Bend the corner go to National And do it again mom and pop both leaders And a plug to us when All the outlets were closed But not the side doors of Beulah Baptist Focus and check in Mentors out the ying Big doors out the yang Opened up we walked in I got religion and then Grew ashamed of my sins (pause) You ain’t turn your back Told me hold my chin (pause) Ain’t let me forget All the places I’d been (Pause) Just started laughing at me when I went there again You been solid cuz your folks solid Bracy Harris inner voice calling I need the world to know what I do If you just knew what’s inside you You would take that CDL Leave it down there in the bayou (No)cola soda mill Get your tractor and rifle Then go Fire up your grill Make that red meat look enticing And take Jasmine to an Island Fall asleep with her beside you You the biggest part of our crew Nothing bout this life is right to me if you don’t win No joy in coming up Without those ten toes Since The hope was to roast The boldest Lifeline in hopeless moment Rich or broken door open south Anton Drive Chorus Nobody smiling After hard work We earn our presence in the red dirt By rhyming Nobody smiling when we take words We earn our blessings when we make words timing My tribe Never did this for a follower We were doing this to stay alive Surviving favorite pictures Of my favorite team Where was I when the camera shot behind it III On south Anton drive The big show is my little cuz He a shotta and he made of love How we related? Shrug (Amazing) Funny how the branches twist St Jude says hey you (You) Be cool One day We link up Around the time Mr Mac ascended Visit your room silver triton in it Then a MPC Built Klassic Keyz Not overnight You chased yourself Embraced your dreams (pause) These days don’t even make a beat I take a seat Ponder like my momma Sheesh Music been a beauty beast she packed a rental van Took us to the A in 99 to see Busta Rhymes and Lauryn hill (pause) We were the freest we would be Few years later everything was street (pause) The kids in THAT van got into EVERYTHING Came out alive I miss the SOUL inside the gangsta vibe you would provide But what don’t love us back Must step aside (Bye) You seen too many flip You seen too many die You finding peace in graphics You changing up your habits You made me mad about the vaccine I wrote Shine a Light (all my people shine) and then you brought me to the Beacon Cause your spirit right It’s hit or miss these days When Choppa songs replay I pray our numbers delayed And you remain prepaid Prepared as prescribed Alive With your giant direwolf outside On south Anton Drive Chorus Nobody smiling After hard work We earn our presence in the red dirt By rhyming Nobody smiling when we take words We earn our blessings when we make words timing My tribe Never did this for a follower We were doing this to stay alive Surviving favorite pictures Of my favorite team Where was I when the camera shot behind it

I Some of the times All of the times I I I I I will feel a way Down Or maybe too up too I can’t decide Which of these lines To draw between the place you live Or mine You don’t need to worry much All you need you know Everything we’ve ever touched Is everything you hold, trembling Some of the times Most of the times Back and forth around Again we go Home to who? I’m in love with just one Just one two Just one two Just one two I’m in love with Just one Just one two Just one two Just one two We gon break out the trap yo If we make us a map yo And Use our tools Use our tools We gon break out the trap yo If we make us a map yo And Use your tools Use your tools II When I was five I chose a side My daddy would let me watch him work In a dark room He’d make a bath Drop in the print then rinse off The shiny black and white That dark room is now a light colors flash and people drive Secrets buried deep inside Scenes that grow scenes that try, then again Some of the time Most of the time We keep moving on To the next town Home to who? We’re in love with just one Just one two Just one two Just one two We’re in love with Just one Just one two Just one two Just one two We gon break out the trap yo If we make us a map yo And Use our tools Use our tools We gon break out the trap yo If we make us a map yo And Use your tools Use your tools Big broken thankful Nothing on my ankles More Black fire than the oil tankers I pass by while interstating Me and I-10 so innovative In remote locations throughout the Gulf Nation They claim it ain’t space to bring some more Haitians Ecuadorians, Salvadorians Far as I can tell we need some more of them Our little towns ain’t getting no bigger Bout one citgo maybe 4 dollar generals In general ain’t it plain to see It don’t work for you The math work for me Now let me vote in peace Don’t strip me, don’t clip me Don’t crack me don’t pack me Don’t flip me We dry, they wet It’s tempting To leave home, dive in, go swimming Mainstream waters never been that deep But we can still drown when we on our knees Stood up, stayed down, when I left Made home missed home caught a jet My map in tack, whole county true North Star of my soul brought my back to who? You won, you won, nothing new 1&1 make fun, 1&1 make wooooo I’m in love with just one Just one two Just one two Just one two I’m in love with Just one Just one two Just one two Just one two We gon break out the trap yo If we make us a map yo And Use our tools Use our tools We gon break out the trap yo If we make us a map yo And Use your tools Use your tools The north side will help you live free The east side will help you live right The south side will help you believe The west side will dance all night The East side will help you live free The south side will help you live right The west side will help you believe The north side will dance all night The south side will help you live free The west side will help you live right The north side will help you believe The East side will dance all night The west side will help you live free The north side will help you live right The East side will help you believe The south side will dance all night

I beyond the flags there’s space surrounding suns and moons, infinite astounding somewhere there might be new earths to go see perhaps around the rings of Serious B Is life better than this Beyond Do they appear and then disappear And leave their children to carry on Or maybe there’s silence Calm Are we prepared to find Ohmmmmmm? II Six giant Roman pillars standing coldly The tourists line up on the front steps posing Some travel from so far to stand on this street Just as Amasis drew the merchants from Greece Is there better than this Beyond Mothers doomed to sadness For the cycle to carry on Sleep has seductive charm But do we care to find Ohmmmmmm? In search of Amma and the Nommo Mali told me look within Two spirit mermaids out in space glow That feels more significant III Is there a place out there that Chris Hanni dreamed? Where Patrice Lumumba’s a double moon rising Maybe Kim and Tim are the light on the peak And the mountain is Doe B Is there better than this Beyond What form does life take When no one’s said Black life is wrong? Is it all chaos Or calm Are we too scared to find ohmmmmmm? In search of Amma and the Nommo Mali told me look within Two spirit mermaids out in space glow That feels more significant IV Beyond the flags there’s space surrounding But I’d bet up there, they’re safest without me If we make the ship, I’d hide the key Just to buy them time to breathe Because they have to be better than this Beyond Nations in consternation Can’t even agree on what we are I hope they remain silent Calm No sudden movements please Ohhmmmm No sudden movements please Ohhmmmm No sudden movements please Ohhmmmm I just want you to feel safe around me Under the stars your arms placed around me

We popping needles Popping needles We we we popping needles Popping needles We we popping death row We in agreement It’s it’s it’s in our name We stealing people We we inhaling gas shocking people We we send thoughts and prayers Until our people Are the ones popping needles Popping needles Pop pop popping needles Popping needles He swung the chain with the keys Singing rap songs Did a spin move One of the Jackson’s Shiny black shoes Sold a couple phones Flip a Couple Xans Gon boost up that take home Blessing just in time for the holidays Minus the cut the warden take to look the other way Yay Merry Christmas Keep it coming please Just another day in the DOC I Flakka steam rising from the bunk staring at the ceiling Same reason Andre said trying to get that feeling He would never chase that taste But he can relate Get home late Pop a seal, line up the plate (Pause) It’s just for fun It’s just at night It’s justified Everyday he risk his life They making knives making spears Out of lights Out of fences choosing sides And loosing lives There no forgiveness It’s a sentence And it’s a check It’s grocery money He do his time See no evil Everybody hungry His kids his wife Plus his sides Plus his church They leaning on him He leaning back Like Remy verse Ahhhh There it go That’s the peace The world is still The family sleep The dogs are fed His liquor chilled Dozing off A couple hours Another shift Press his clothes Hop in the shower Pop a pill CHORUS We popping needles Popping needles We we we popping needles Popping needles We we popping death row We in agreement It’s it’s it’s in our name We stealing people We we inhaling gas shocking people We we send thoughts and prayers Until our people Are the ones popping needles Popping needles Pop pop popping needles Popping needles II There once was a governor who just didn’t get it The legislature pass the buck like it’s none of our bidness They had a chance of a lifetime to help all their children And instead they spent a billion dollars building new prisons It is what it is and it ain’t what it isn’t The issue is the system broke, not just the buildings You don’t believe me then kick up your feet And watch another day in the DOC III Years goes by Another Christmas It’s getting real Late to work Shoes scuffed You know the drill New to Holman Different vibe He could get caught Warden square Playing straight That dude a cop Block is hot He tried to quit What other job Is he gon get to pay the snitch and the mortgage off? He got the itch Need a fix But who to trust Pain clinic acting spooked The feds just bust Couple stabbings Under his watch They wrote him up Back on the clock The hustlers smiling They know what’s up Can’t get a script Heard a rumor Maybe solution med unit Full of confusion An Execution coming up He been watching And been planning They keep benzos Under lock Inside the pantry asked to double On a Thursday And made his move At 6 o’clock In the evening He made the news The chaplain prayed Two needles stuck Two arms jerked One in the chamber One in the bathroom He died at work Two spirits rising One Out the whites One Out the blues Look down at Bama Then the light they got me too He swung the chain with the keys Singing rap songs Did a spin move One of the Jackson’s Shiny black shoes Sold a couple phones Flip a Couple Xans Gon boost up that take home Blessing just in time for the holidays Minus the cut the warden take to look the other way Yay Merry Christmas Keep it coming please Just another day in the DOC We popping needles Popping needles We we we popping needles Popping needles We we popping death row We in agreement It’s it’s it’s in our name We stealing people We we inhaling gas shocking people We we send thoughts and prayers Until our people Are the ones popping needles Popping needles Pop pop popping needles Popping needles

Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Dream of life on Orange Beach with our feet up Falling asleep to the whisper of the waves Whole team and the families retreating Wishing we could go back to those days But we’ve changed (life’s different) We don’t call (I feel it) We moved on (that spirit) No ones fault (I miss it) Takes hard work and sacrifice to free us hope the deuce of spades is in play When we reunite one day I Love it when the baby feel that ocean wave Pull the sand from underneath their feet Remind me when we drove south on the interstate And she’d say look son there go all our trees That was Oak Mountain and Red Mountain we had no acres, we weren’t counting vacations at the HoJo McDonald’s was our bounty Embassy Suites put a forest fountain river In the inside of the building so astounding She delivered magic to me Elves, dwarves in tattered pages raggedy me tagged along casually Actually Those weren’t even vacations Work trips masquerading Now I can see Constantly draining to be going every week Baby complaining Sumn he want That he don’t need pack up your bags and come with me Maybe you’ll see It takes a grind For us to breathe enjoy your time Don’t act so deep Learn to have fun if you with me Get out your head Let yourself be Learn to believe One mustard seed Is all you need Trust in your dreams Dream of life on Orange Beach with our Feet up Falling asleep to the whisper of the waves Whole team and the families retreating Wishing we could go back to those days But we’ve changed (life’s different) We don’t call (I feel it) We moved on (that spirit) No ones fault (I miss it) Takes hard work and sacrifice to free us hope the deuce of spades is in play When we reunite one day Love it when the two spades is in play Big joker hanging on my face You gon have to feel some type of way When i slap it down and make this table break Haha II That lil boy grew up, got on his feet Found a team And, worked hard to earn his keep Every now and then remembered bits of dreams When he held them tightly he could even see Fighting a system is exhausting It’s a ministry, and it’s costly Get too busy and don’t notice broken pieces hanging off of me Till puppet masters pay a visit inspired by existence of resistance And the depth of their own pitty Make commitments To share their time shares We enjoyed peak at pleasure down there standing in warm water so clear wiping my baby girl tears She standing there in the sand Amazed While the water draws her near Weird that this privilege Helped me struggle on through another year Thoughts of her grand momma She’d tell me stop wondering why folks aren’t there And instead be with the folks right here Dance in the crest Laugh in the clear Beat on my chest Exhale the fear Meanwhile she’s home Doing the most about her birthday Even though its Not till next year She so excited a reunion she dreamed And I reply I love that idea And I reply I love that idea And I reply I love that idea And I reply I love that idea And i reply CHORUS Dream of life on Orange Beach with our Feet up Falling asleep to the whisper of the waves Whole team and the families retreating Wishing we could go back to those days But we’ve changed (life’s different) We don’t call (I feel it) We moved on (that spirit) No ones fault (I miss it) Takes hard work and sacrifice to free us hope the deuce of spades is in play When we reunite one day

Belize City, Gee’s Bend Crown Heights, Brixton South Durban, Elmina Old Harbor, Olinda I It all started one misty morning The fog fell without a warning I tried to find my way back home everywhere I turned was wrong I went west on a country road The days were hot, the nights were cold When it dawned on me how far id gone her voice said hello my son I shrugged it off, I moved on My shoes were worn, my clothes were tattered Space and time had ceased to matter I didn’t even know my name How long I’d lived, from where I came Sitting alone under desert sun I made my peace with the scavengers, I was done Then out of nowhere pouring rain Her voice said son let’s try again She knelt beside me and held my hand I could hear the Mammi Watta in the dessert Her voice was sweetly calling in the desert She cooled my soul When she spoke She said tell my children they are not alone I heard Mammi Watta calling me The sound of water sprinkling through the leaves She showed me when She showed me where She said if my children call me I’ll be there My waves are growing stronger, be prepared Yeah II Since that day I’ve roamed this world In search of those who search for her San Pedro, Ganvie Cuajinicuilapa, Mobile Bay Back and forth on the ocean roads It never fails, each place I go Her darkest children live in shame Taught to fear their mothers names But I heard Mammi Watta in the dessert Her voice was angry calling in the desert She chilled my soul When she spoke She said tell my children they’ve left me alone I heard Mammi Watta calling me The sound of thunder wrestling with the sea She showed me kin And healed me where they’d held me down and strapped me to a chair her waves are growing stronger, I’m prepared Yeah Convicted, then committed I chose violence at first black and white shots burst Faith a gift and a curse fresh convert preaching tweaking off a new birth Saturday visits Deep in my cells we conversed She said I nursed this earth You inconsiderate jerk There’s really nothing worse than you confusing my worth With your turf or the tricks that you hide in your purse So observe How you thirst for what made you emerge The beat multiversal pulse, shaken and stirred I listened Her words tapped everywhere that I hurt Lying there above the dirt Steel and concrete slab Guard walked past Her hands took mine And we laughed I could hear the Mammi Watta in the dessert Her voice was sweetly calling in the desert She healed my soul When she spoke She said even in the hole you’re not alone I heard Mammi Watta calling me The sound of glaciers melting in the sea She showed me when She showed me where She said you can always call me when you’re scared My waves are growing stronger, still I’m there Yeah (Mammi said) Don’t promise more than you do All you gotta bring is you Ease your back into it Ease your back into it (What Mammi said?) Don’t promise more than you do All you gotta bring is you Focus on the music Don’t you rush into it (What Mammi said?) Don’t promise more than you do All you gotta bring is you Ease your back into it Yeah Ease your back into it Yeah Ease your back in Yeah Ease your back Yeah Ease your Yeah Ease Yeah Ease Belize City, Gee’s Bend Crown Heights, Brixton South Durban, Elmina Old Harbor, Olinda Vocal harmonizing

You get the short money Me I want legacy I Big momma momma roots on a plantation Sweat, blood, tears, and a whole lot of praying Branches passed down all 7 generations Trees dropping fast they don’t want vaccination Need some, communication About a thing called medication Is you a doctor? Are you a nurse? Or you the patient? What’s that we saying? We don’t like the corporations But who you paying on the internet for information? Up all night we reading bout a dissertation But it’s a fact that we ain’t read the dissertation Observation We so confident in what we saying Then why we running to the doctor when they get to spraying Maybe I’m basic but the nurses that we call for saving, Those the same folks we round here claiming work with satan Well ok then, go get your custom ventilation Mind replaying, flashback of this conversation You get the short money Me I want legacy Every breath i breathe is a chance for a better me I lost too many folk, that don’t really feel right Candle in the wind, watch it burn on a still night Shine a light, For my people (for my people for my people) Shine a light, Shine a light, Help me People (help my people help my people ) Shine a light Shine a Light, Won’t my People (won’t my people won’t my people) Shine a light All my people shine All my people shine II I shine a light for my people we lost in the fight I lost a life and a life and another life My life ain’t feeling right Clouds I can’t see the sky I couldn’t see they face, no I couldn’t say goodbye Why would you try to provide me another lie? You say don’t trust man Who put the fire In your ride? Workers out here on they job Coffee, pills, prayers to God How come everything to keep us living got to be so hard? Long days, loud pains, nothing but a bill due No insurance but they posting bout a treatment healing you What was the outcome? How did they detect that? If You can’t see paperwork, why would you respect that? Why would you select that? Cause it ain’t a debt trap? That’s how people fall in gaps Feening for some get back Then evading vax as an act of resistance But how are you resisting, if you missing? (Do you get it?) You get the short money Me I want legacy Every breath i breathe is a chance for a better me I lost too many folk, that don’t really feel right Candle in the wind, watch it burn on a still night Shine a light For my people (for my people for my people) Shine a light, Shine a light, Help me People (help my people help my people ) Shine a light Shine a Light, Won’t my People (won’t my people won’t my people) Shine a light All my people shine All my people shine I’m living flagrant Melinated vaccinated I know you hate it My life I do appreciate it We at the bottom While all the top stars race their spaceships It’s only right we brought the bars we in the basement Maybe we change Or maybe this our closing statement Remember names Remember vibes those are sacred Heal in time It’s gon take longer than a playlist Together shine You shine, I shine That’s how we make it You get the short money Me I want legacy Every breath i breathe is a chance for a better me I lost too many folk, that don’t really feel right Candle in the wind, watch it burn on a still night Shine a light For my people (for my people for my people) Shine a light, Shine a light, Help me People (help my people help my people ) Shine a light Shine a Light, Won’t my People (won’t my people won’t my people) Shine a light All my people shine All my people shine Shout out to the workers To the nurses To the doctors To the caretakers The food makers The entertainers The room shakers The educators The money makers [Background] All my people shine All my people shine

Press start Bit My homeboy called me wit a big play A B you straight? I’m a make yo day Cheat code got a whole other way Sit and listen here he say The truth right there in yo face What cash and credit can’t trace These coins will soon replace Bit Whole lot of it We gon make gold out of it Big Big goals gotta get Bit Big swole pot of bit Bit Flag pole pot of it Bit Jump over and get Bit And then over again And then over again Look at that work then look at this bit I bet it go up then split It ain’t coming down right quick Fast game make daddy look rich Uh And I’m a earn that bit The whole time that I learn that bit Feel good when the files unzip smack it up rub it down turn like like like Oh you a sad lil bit Wait a month you a bad lil bit Wait wait Wait a year fast lil bit Never seen one that flip like like This high don’t crash lil bit I mine my craft remind my stash Till past fade cash when stacee’s dashed Rewind Green eyed for green zip bags Y’all clueless bit a bit ruthless Locked in castle cuffed to the future Steak out Ruth Chris scream big Luther Soul Queen Dust bit thrust kick through ya Boo ya say bye to the bit (bit) Alleylooya say hi to the lick Turn up this say hi to the kick And what my homeboy spit My homeboy called me wit a big play A B you straight? I’m a make yo day Cheat code got a whole other way Sit and listen here he say The truth right there in yo face What cash and credit can’t trace These coins will soon replace Bit Whole lot of it We gon make gold out of it Big Big goals gotta get Bit Big swole pot of it Bit Flag pole pot of it Bit Jump over and get Bit And then over again And then over again Buckle down Get a grip for this trip right here Big blip Y’all sit Sit the zip right here When the mirror disappear Look through it Don’t fear Red pill Blue pill Don’t quit right here When the truck self steer then my outta work peers Cant climb no tiers or Survive on tears How do we go cheer For the mechanized Weaponized Energized A.I. knows our fears IT Knows we’re there IT knows we’re here In the Stu right now in the booth right “now knew this verse when I wrote this down on the smart phone cloud And it said “Oh Wow will the price come down for the air we water we drink With green tree leaves if we trade them all on the chart we see So credit not scored my credit is me My debit is linked to my history Everything I’ve done Can think Will be Will my chi be like Sensei Lee Be water flow see what the current see Think B.I.G. Notoriously Encode mo hopes Encrypt mo dreams When these bit schemes reparate our teams Im calling my boi Now I believe My homeboy called me wit a big play A B you straight? I’m a make yo day Cheat code got a whole other way Sit and listen here he say The truth right there in yo face What cash and credit can’t trace These coins will soon replace Bit Whole lot of it We gon make gold out of it Big Big goals gotta get Bit Big swole pot of it Bit Flag pole pot of it Bit Jump over and get Bit And then over again And then over again And then over again And then over again And then over again And then over again Yah!

Wop wop wop wop Wiggle wiggle wiggle Wop wop wop wop Wiggle wiggle wiggle Good morning and good evening We Live from the Beacon Wop wop wop wop Wah wah wah wah Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party They keep laughing at my accent cause they think it’s funny I keep laughing at their jokes cause they’ve got all the monies Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party They keep laughing at my accent cause they think it’s funny I keep em laughing while I bring their monies to Montgomery I Once upon a time a long time ago A young boy lost his mind couldn't find his way home He was on his grind trying to pay his student loans up and down the broken roads, all he owned was his phone It was Providence that on one of these trip lady hit his telegram she said drop it down here He pulled up at the address just so he could make a flip with that abracadabra and then he disappear Sumn bout this customer seemed real fam-ill-e-her he go he go he go Oh my God i think i know ol girl he got that out his mind then he started asking her Where she used to go to school and then where her momma worked (wah wah wah) Before long she was like ok I know this man (shegoshegoshego) They were in the corner back at Zelia Stephens holding hands She got her diploma made her great grand momma holy dance Then she got diploma on diploma but she missed the land G town Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party They keep laughing at my accent cause they think it’s funny I keep laughing at their jokes cause they’ve got all the monies Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party They keep laughing at my accent cause they think it’s funny I keep em laughing while I bring their monies to Montgomery II earth kept spinning round there at Brown University (brown university) Love birds chirping Tweeting it’s our anniversary Built a nest together, singing St James Infirmary Every Sunday morning while they tended to the nursery Sent the lamest death threats on a daily basis All she did was make a solid case for local reparations “Show me where I’m lying” her book title very celebrated They did more than try her, she v grind when v fall on left side (she > grind) SHE DID MORE THAN GRINDING late and early she was always up for smoke (bring it) The students and the faculty demanded she do more (what what) Innervisions playing Stevie whispered through the smoke Look both you need to go Before they grind her to the bone Take her home So he said Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party They keep laughing at my accent cause they think it’s funny I keep laughing at their jokes cause they’ve got all the monies Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party They keep laughing at my accent cause they think it’s funny I keep em laughing while I bring their monies to Montgomery III Liberation Lab big help from his Yale man got plugged at Harvard from good sis at Spelman Duke as well man drop offs with the mail man Customized thank you boxes Mr salesman Bay side Berkley Stanford for that big coin (the Yay) Ride the circuit east to Austin UT spent for him (ok) Bro at Princeton trained to go codenamed Trader Joe respect Columbia connect she point and click the dough He hit the flo Dutty she's a pro fessor Fessional he hit the road early There the folks nope don't talk to those Ride by em where the dollars on his Gangsta Boo his route was NYU to Howard back to ASU Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party They keep laughing at my accent cause they think it’s funny I keep laughing at their jokes cause they’ve got all the monies Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party Black girl @ Brown got me at a white party They keep laughing at my accent cause they think it’s funny I keep em laughing while I bring their monies to Montgomery Shegoshegoshegon get that guilty monies Hegohegohegohegon get that guilty monies Wegowegowegowegon get that guilty monies Wegowegowegowegon bring that to Montgomery Shegoshegoshegon get that guilty monies Hegohegohegohegon get that guilty monies Wegowegowegowegon get that guilty monies Wegowegowegowegon bring that to Montgomery Wha wha wha wha wha…

There’s something unconquered there inside you I’ve got a monster wave inside me too Oh You’re my secret my best kept secret We’re caught in corn maze we can’t escape But Deep down inside we both know the way shhh it’s a secret Best kept secret Even the sun and the moon Both have roles to play One’s smaller than the other One’s further away Here we bloom Rolling on our paths We might spin away then come back to each other We’re in tune Keep standing by don’t ignore the tide You sit by the door, outside we’ll get organized Keep your phone charged, call me when I message twice I think about you when I’m busy which is every night There’s something unconquered there—- Excuse me You’re my type-o I’m a typhoon You’re a monsoon What we leave today Let’s break tomorrow afternoon Spin the block And overhaul The pharaoh’s tomb You’re a Moses mood Ain't I a whole Sojurner Truth Excuse Me and my type-O Feed mosquitos well The evidence it itches right around the swell All the numbers tell Screen the porch Let’s sit a spell Never off of work Funding their trips to Seychelles Palatial mansion on the lake In Gatlinburg as well We bury anger deep Magic treasure not for sale There’s something unconquered there inside you I’ve got a monster wave inside me too Oh You’re my secret my best kept secret We’re caught in corn maze we can’t escape But Deep down inside we both know the way shhh it’s a secret Best kept secret When the hearing is adjourned And we’ve all gone our way Too angry to discuss The choices me made We’ll meet soon The roads to Aaliyah All interlaced We’ll come back to each other We’re in tune Keep your sails high don’t ignore the tide As you explore please be careful who you lay beside The story of our seasons written there across the sky There’s freedom there, there’s freedom here in you and I There’s something unconquered there — Outside or inside with wild imaginations Uncivilized civil rights connoisseurs Theater patrons Genre mixers Big booty jigglers Breakers and fixers Floor moppers Warehouse stockers Raisers of children Our rhythm can be chippy at times That’s more a symptom System thrives and finds fuel In our Division But I Am not a victim You Are not a victim We have all been given a voice inside Listen There’s something unconquered there inside you I’ve got a monster wave inside me too Oh You’re my secret my best kept secret We’re caught in corn maze we can’t escape But deep down inside we both know the way Shhh it’s a secret Best kept secret Even the sun and the moon Both have roles to play One’s smaller than the other One’s further away Shhh it’s a secret Best kept secret Shhh it’s a secret Best kept secret Shhh it’s a secret Best kept secret

I can’t do enough for my people No Uh uh Sometimes I do too much Uh Can’t do enough for my people No Uh uh They say I do too too too I can’t do enough for my people Uh Uh But I but I Yeah Can’t do enough for my people uh I Have you have you have you Have you ever brought the dragon out the pit? (HEEEYYYYY!) It’s kinda hard when im grinning When my back always bending When im on the wheel spinning (roota!!) And everybody is offended But i coulda woulda been a Broke a nail or a trick And im the trick ain’t it I’m looking in the mirror at a lick ain’t it Gave my dead sister kids 10 bricks ain’t it Seen her online breathing new nails painted Whew whew But that’s the risk ain’t it? When the cape sold with a whole gas station Make it feel good flying high kin chasing Cut from the cloth, good foot kentaying Whew Slave story just like a hood story Sumn bout the struggle just do sumn for me (yeah) I’m a save a bunch Then wind up broke Standing in the line right by the punch bowl Say it I can’t do enough for my people No No Sometimes I do too much Uh Can’t do enough for my people No Uh uh They say I do too too too I can’t do enough for my people Uh Uh But I but I Yeah Can’t do enough for my people uh II Have you have you have you Have you ever smoked the mob out the pit? They there the whole time waiting for the wrong move online offline Ain’t no sense tip toeing down a picket line Keep it simple, pick a poison, pick a team, pick a side they see errors but they ain’t 1-2 stepping Step team cool tool tool stepping Right up in your face Who are you repping? Whole lot pledging for the blue checking Whew uh I know you read about it (read about it) The movement ain’t the same trip for everybody (tell em bout it) I was bred up out it Saw my momma down bad Couldn’t help but look back Whew whew Where is everybody? We was we shall overcoming till the scary part And it was Ashe this Shea butter that But sumn bout the game keep calling me back I can’t do enough for my people No Uh uh Sometimes I do too much Uh Can’t do enough for my people No Uh uh They say I do too too too I can’t do enough for my people Uh Uh But I but I Yeah Can’t do enough for my people uh III Have you have you have you Have you ever made the devil have a fit (shhhhh) Now where the psyche ward Where the solitary unit Where the ICE ward Third ward through the 9th ward Life feel better when we fight for it Whew uh Now where my girls at? (Girls at) Every missing Black girl in the world at? (world at) Yeah uh huh Bring them girls back Give them girls everything that the world Has Whew Who was that aimed at? The words sound good but who really claim that Is it enough for me to ask you to sing that? Then keep it moving on to a new track? Whew uh Now let’s circle back Let me ask one more time where them girls at? What? Uh Don’t nobody know nothing? End of discussion I ain’t doing nothing I can’t do enough for my people NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I turned 31 on a Monday phone calls from a runway promises, next Sunday, gotta run bae but we gon get together looking at his feed all week ` hungry baby won’t entertain sleep so tired, can’t even blink standing at the sink you got to get it together sands white, water blue their money, his too sunday night bad news i’m gon’ get it together ever wonder will the light come on when the scene don’t vibe with the song while hemi tires roll right along cypher on on on on is an hand really better than nan hand even if an hand is a fist ? every ounce of pride held right in the grip last chip, double down, watch this we headed off the edge of a cliff and aint nowhere to go but down it won’t turn right in a minute it’s all burning to the ground and it’s been that edge of a cliff nowhere left to go but down it won’t turn right in a minute, naw feet dangling above the ground and it’s been that hey take long nap wrapped in Victim status married to the hustle that’s entrapment not engagement why are we amazed when we go to the same places when we make those same mistakes and that’s insane but we’re insane and What we know is comfort blankets feel so nice II another flight, another Monday he gon settle down one day told em when he get back Sunday quick bag make everyone feel better posting on his feed all week gun show so they know he ain’t weak bought the bar so they know he ain’t cheap they need to know he special pills white, money blue whoop whoop bad news bid or flip, you choose he got his statement together is an hand really better than nan hand even if an hand is a fist ? every ounce of pride held tight in the grip last chip, double down, watch this it’s been writ since Chico Six tampico Juice that ego fix gon fry your fish gon cheese your grits don’t make excuse just plead yo 5th when the RICO spit it’s Kinko Qwik they laser print every place you been so own your steps before you owe them men or you owe them 10 to 20 that’s plenty get semi’d down God bless your child God bless this town God bless this earth we love our gas we love our smoke we love our hurt we bout to burn this down we headed off the edge of a cliff and aint nowhere to go but down it won’t turn right in a minute it’s all burning to the ground and it’s been that we headed off the edge of a cliff nowhere left to go but down oy won’t turn right in a minute feet dangling above the ground and it’s been that It’s burning to the ground And it’s been that It’s burning to the ground And it’s been that It’s burning to the ground And it’s been that It’s burning to the ground And it’s been that It’s burning to the ground And it’s been that It’s burning to the ground And it’s been that

I I have a message for you Here in the center of a bottle Covered in the weakest of fuels You have the jets And the shares Thrown in response to a plan kept hidden in a royal blue pocket After binging the tiniest hands Fell still, Grasping for air II the child of god silently prayed golden tan frozen on top of them Legs drenched from water play The wallet let it be near single key out of place He’d locked a draw never guessing that they saw him collection of faces and names Now they’re exposed Harder to fear It made the news Sang the blues wore the blues played the fool It’s all a game First person shoot Stop or they’ll shoot Go or they’ll Fire on him BA! BA! III I have questions for you Did the carpenter tell you to hunt me? What if your answers weren’t true? Would you feel lost? What would you wear? Of all the scenes they unlocked in that drawer The one that haunts me, helps me let go The symbol carved into the floor It’s details, so much care IV The people bowed and held hands strongest fuel poured on a fire A working man did a holy dance Becoming one, with his craft The crowd rushed for the stage To claim pieces of his carbon His tool-belt ablaze Ashes fell, fade to black It made the news Sang the blues Wore the blues played the fool It’s all a game First person shoot Stop or they’ll shoot Go or they’ll Fire on him BA! BA! Now we know patterns weren’t random They were never caused by lack of me Didn’t we know signs point to planning Moments arranged publicly We must have known January landed Intending to erase our liberties All I know A cool little scammer Pretending to be Lil homie bought his chips Then he bowed Like he known for masked up Walking With the cats He play the songs for Headed home warm breeze Buddy peaking through the blinds Why he wearing long sleeves Is he throwing gang signs Whoa thats a violin Oper Ator help please sketchy person, bad person Send a blue, send three Take him down He’s a mutant Hurry take his power YAH Hurry get the special K Fire on him BA! BA! My name is Eli Jah Mc Lain I was going home That’s what I was doing (What you doing?) Just going home I’m an intro Vert and I’m different (Really? What that mean?) I’m just different. that’s all. (you have a gun or any Thing?) I’m so sorry. I have no gun. I don’t do that stuff. I don’t do any fighting. (why you seem so strong to us?) Why are you att Acking me? I don’t even kill flies I don’t eat meat All I all I all I all I All He was trying to do was become better He was going home He intended to take his power To be better To go home January burns the calendar And it’s self To stop him from going home But I have a message in a bottle A message in a bottle V This January is the plan Haha Molded in the heat of ten summers Haha Hidden in a footnote’s tan Haha Quietly as kept there among us It seems our dungeons are too full There’s a premium on violence Maybe we’ll feel more secure With all the problem children silenced But it won’t stop there It won’t stop there It won’t stop there It won’t stop

If this is going down like it seems to be I’m not gon leave You gon have to murder me You and I You and I You and I ate So they could eat You and I You and I You and I wait Until they eat I Some prefer Kenosha I prefer Kynesha In that sense was precocious When I stood 4 feet The evening Family Feud Wheel of fortune Secada time Read the comics underground railroad With Vader shine Now supported prone position Roof top with finger heaters Shooters vision Hope hidden flashbacks To PreK teachers Kneeling begging for mercy Deacons burning and hurting Praying signing petitions Didn’t seem to be working Who we call when 9 1 1 might be in on the lick Paramilitaries get assists when they take over strips Play chicken with the feds, the feds the first one to flinch, Can’t stomach the risk of white body count bigger than six I sit still as when big momma hit with the switch Inherited scar tissue DON’T SLIP Tuck in your lip Might let Boss Turner know who it is you really gon miss That’s a way to get your loved ones pinched When this ends And this unholy war has a winner Be nice to order Thai for dinner Surin 280 I remember Till then Fighting So my children live free One more day Pass them another plate remember you and I ate You and I You and I You and I ate So they could eat You and I You and I You and I wait Until they eat II Some prefer rahowa I prefer adinkra A butler had a plan to deliver the northwest region Took orders from 9 angels over dinner and council meeting The guests that we’d expect to want seats at a Wannsee meeting Discussed secession plan Unsuccessful disagreement Competing plans for Mass murder, mayhem treason was this venison seasoned? Why it taste like the game They didn’t soak it with the bourbon in the buttermilk base? clock accelerated Arguments escalated Suddenly Lights switched off and Bodies levitated for a brief moment In the dark kinda looked meditative Then fell, Light returned, One player held all the aces Not the one who had all the private meetings with Mason or Vanguarded iron marched the proud patriot bases This smiling face was betrayed by eyes that showed the strain Of only staying awake entertained by hate and pain Then build algorithms to give tastemakers a taste That’s the moment on the tape that altered my fate From there, learned to pass and even add to the plate Because you and I You and I you and I ate You and I You and I You and I ate So they could eat You and I You and I You and I wait Until they eat III Some prefer one leader I prefer our freedom Because I prefer Tamika LaKeysha Katrina convinced the Vinlanders and Aryans will carve you out 40 acres mules for you to sneak on secret routes? Maybe they’d honor that Don’t hurt to consider Would the League of the South Be more fair than the US Senate If they could keep the southern region + all her trimmings? White revolt the vote Back to medieval plain Would Klansmen starve our schools Then tell us good game? Do the 14 words offer what the bill of rights can’t? Our answers aren’t the same Guess that’s a shame I’m on a ROOFTOP my eyes trained on eyes red and strained Smiling Center mass, breathe slowly and aim Still So that the steel bursts and enters the frame I slump Am I really just as bad as my opp few more seconds loose the shot Hesitate drain the clock There’s a war in my brain Am I a soldier or not It’s a mission It’s a role He’s a mark and a job He’s a leader, he’s a lover He’s a father to mobs One will take his place When he’s a Martyr a god Mind and body bend fold between as if they might break Call out my brothers name Remember you and I ate You and I You and I You and I ate You and I You and I You Anaye If this is going down like it seems to be I’m not gon leave You gon have to murder me