Fear of a black planet, original man, supreme mathematics
I got the spirit of Nat Turner, X apparatus, a king's dream with a Garvey state of mind
Im Bobby Seale Newton with courage crossing the line, ay yo, the war is on
Do you hunt, or you pray, what's your position? Does religion plays a part of your faith?

This a warrior's fate, worry? no way, I got composure, what I'm supposed to
But I'm joyful today, I'm feeling lucky, lottery numerics, country inherits
Sword in the stone, deep in the forest, I hope you can bare it
I push forward, my success measured, I work best under pressure

Cool, calm, collective, but I'm predator
I never had the luxury affording friends in my life, My trust in poverty
Broken, not a dollar in sight, a bit of coins, only scam was informants and spies
Don't try to cross me in the cavalry, peace to the gods

Good Friday, it's been a long week, only strong survive, the wise, not the weak
What you doing tonight? You wanna smoke, get a drink
Jo, the war's still on, it's not illegal yet to think
Good Friday, it's been a long week, only strong survive, the wise, not the weak

What you doing tonight? You wanna smoke, get a drink
Jo, the war's still on, it's not illegal yet to think
It would behoove me to spit on Hooper's grave
Rest in piss, you loser. Burn in hell, Joe, with extra blaze

Bullets grazed, we protected by ancestors
No matter what, we the chosen ones the land measures
You gotta plan? message? see in our culture, it's a lot of vultures
You can get jammed, or even scammed, reckless

I'm from the times they used to rob you for a damn necklace
You from the now, where it's wireless, I move in silence
The quiet storm is he violent?, there's no denying
But I don't look for trouble, it always finds him

I was on the continent, collecting composition
No competition, only self is who I fear i might just file petition
to stop my birth before my time existed
They want the artifacts, I put my art in raps

So those who know me, my poetry, yo, my heart in that
Some call it black, with a little magic, yo, perception, deception
I be writing rhymes that can split seas
Cause what I spit, emcees match to perfection

Like immaculate conception, spectacular connections
Back in the day when we was kids, we used to rap
Whoever wack wasn't selected, go back to the essence
It took me days just to wrap up a present

And now today I'm super black with a presence
It got me confidence, I thank my mom for this
Another day and it's Thursday, you know what time it is
Good Friday, it's been a long week

Only strong survive, the wise not the weak
What you doing tonight? You wanna smoke, get a drink
Jo, the war's still on, it's not illegal yet to think
Good Friday, it's been a long week

Only strong survive, the wise not the weak
What you doing tonight? You wanna smoke, get a drink
Jo, the war's still on, it's not illegal yet to think
What's up

What's up
What's up
What's up
What's up

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