Lyrics:
You have to speak the truth
You have to speak your mind
Every time I speak my mind I'm lyrically critical
The pinnacle of being revolutionarily
your face but talk is cheap
When I make a remark I remark remarkably
Look, this gonna be the hook, I'm gonna fill it in
The original orator, R-rated
but I'm still asleep
Oh, my Lord, this is blasphemy
Wake me up before I fall too deep
I wish I had an original thought inside my skull
Everything
An hour's like a second by your side
I'll come with you and put my fear aside
This is what we make it this our life
Magnetic energy
Pulling from my memories
transcend and continue to bring rhymes
Rappers a dime a dozen like the card trading times
This is the shit I'm not the ordinary cracker hollerin'
Step back
you've seen a little heartache
But when you're 22 it's time to learn from your mistakes
But you don't expect the pain by the time you get to my age
last longer than the average Jack
So yo, here's the Funky Payback
(Time to get busy, this is my payback)
Verse 2 kinda keeps the head shakin
the finest fits, (yep)
Go cry bout it,
Go call it quits,
Because ill diss you so bad you will be hangin' on by a thread,
At this point, you're already dead,
Suprised? I'm revived
Resurrected from this overdose of thoughts
Making my ears ring like gunshots
Fuck love it's all about the feria
That's what makes this
step up, black man, it's time to step up, black man
Step up, black man and take your place on the throne as true kings
[Chorus]
Check it now, this be
fooled by what's spewed bout they income
Lose some you win some
Perception, shit'll give you grey hairs and then some
Inception are you living a dream
that, and now we do it like this
Go inside your mind and find a time that you miss
And just, think about the steel in your fist
It's just an extension
elephant
It was ignorance that made this irrelevant
I'm not the pasta boy, I'm the African, call me by name
I'm the original, I taught you to set up this
the time the cops come
Car jacked this pregnant Indian for a Datsun
Blaze a building to catch a rap magazine
You wanna talk shit and not get fucked up?
And walk the streets without getting clapped
Just because I'm tieing the fuzz growing in my buzz
I'm doing my justice, bust this slug to the ignorant
Who
lead, I say
When it's dark fuck the dumb, I'm on the run
Go to the shack for somebody black that want to come
Original man in a swamp land habitat
Old
Okay y’all one thousand words in two minutes
Let’s do this yo
In a couple minutes I'ma have to kill it
All the haters that just sit up on the web
livin my life like a kingpin
Everyday livin by the trigga 'cause I'm all in
Cheddar chasin', no time for no stallin
Money, weed, cars, hoes, big ballin
gathered around and watched our cities burn
Who could have possibly predicted this?! said everyone.
So we'll boldly venture into the black, guided by
much time in
Now the stars is alignin' to give
Power back to the original Shaman
And my white light is blindin' from
A crown Chakra that's shinin'
Yeah,
my time like I'm talking to the secretary
Please believe I'm taking whatever's meant for me
Cause this is destiny
This shit was meant to be
Know that
Faking your stances (Move)
You out of chances. (Look)
You Shook
This ain’t race what you talkin’ about
This ain’t game you be soft as hell
You losing no
make her hurt
Skrt skrt skrt
I don't fuck with that, midnight lay you in the dirt
This some Bambi shit
Yuh Original God in this bitch
Say it makes
original
Making the hits so critical
Can't get it now it's so pivotal
Fresh out looking out
I’m running the beat with this baseline boogieing
It’s that ish
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