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I'm with Louis cooking up
I feel like Huey, who?
Watch the boondocks
I'm not trying to watch a movie
Got a girl and she don't want listen to me
This

do the drive-by shooting
Alphabetically recline my Uzi, pow, and let em try and find my SUV
All you rappers all Sci-Fi movies, got me tripping off

Jordan do the drive-by shooting
Alphabetically recline my Uzi, pow, and let em try and find my SUV
All you rappers all Sci-Fi movies, got me tripping off

either called by SPNs
Or ball on ESPN
These for profit prisons
Put the inc in the pen
That's why I'm loading up my ammo
Putting ink in my pen
The truth

and oppressed
Live in fear of speaking up
Scared to end up like the rest
Mlk showed me that i could dream Malcolm said by any means
Huey gave me black power

adolescence
Fueled by a strong desire, concupiscence
So long from what my mom taught me, all the lessons
How to treat a woman
Usher a man these confessions
Make

If they judging by appearances how they treating my color way
I swear ain't no comparison
What a time to be alive better cherish it
Money on my mind

mean, no one's shot by an arrow.
You should understand how you're feeling
So you can communicate it within reason.
I mean paean pains to sorrow; new names

our country to tears
If your heart never opened to Harriet, Malcolm
Martin Luther King or Shirley Chisholm
If you never listened close to Huey or Angela

Why Farrakhan is just best for us
And Joel Osteen, magnanimous
Inspired by powers higher up
It’s evident it’s time to prequel sequels
It’s evident all

double
Your energy wasn't fazed by the cameras and lights
We learned to stay dedicated keep money in our sight
Shout out to Gotti ya music helped me

Nkrumah
Jomo Kenyatta 
Or something 
From the pages of books written by Wallace Deen Muhammad's father 
The Honorable Elijah
It's Message to the Black man,

thinking cause I got locs that means
He's gotta be black
I'm giving no g dap no need to repeat that
Just keep it in your head no need for feedback
This huey

I wrong
They breakin' thru doors
And killin' niggas in they own home
I'm Huey Newton, Malcom X
With the Ruger
AmeriKKKa's nightmare
The fuck is

Gang
I'm on my grind, that's all of the time
I'm chasing a check I just follow the signs
God had a plan it was all by design
He made me an offer i

for that I would fight
Yea that girl I need her by my side

Jay, how you do it every time
Jay how you getting all them dimes
Jay, how you do it every

all my fallen soldiers
Man, free my nigga Tooly right now
Another unlawful traffic stop murder by the hands of a bastard cop
They see the color of our

belittled
I ain't sitting on the back of the bus
And I'll fuck somebody up if they call me a nigga
Lets be clear I'm Huey without the fro
Malcom without

like a chef and chop suey  The south korean  Rileys met the angelino huey  Pooey your shit kinda  Stank like you passed gas  Light up the golden  Child

should die before I wake I know my soul be free
Cuz I’ve been hoping by that time that you’ll come rescue me
Lost my little cousin to the weapons
One shot

of condemn
I'm this jungle we call the town in the city of sin
Where niggahs start packing 9's by the time they run 10
And by the time they 18 they locked up

on
Who gon be the one to let you know that you a hoe
And I just packed up every bag and sat it by the door
And you gon tell me everything you thought I

friend
Every time that i'm by your side
This love man I can't pretend
Baby girl I'm not good with love but I'm not trying to make things end
And I hope I

and get it on my own in case you asking
And focus on enhancing all the places that you lacking
Put it on the screen, no HD I be by my own damn self
Like I