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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

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

ya mans, He a lil bitch
I shoulda known by the way that he switched
Now he mad, run in his shit
Nigga be quick to go play a like a vict
How you mad

hope you hear me out

They murdered Malcom, murdered Martin, murdered Huey 
Murdered Fred Hampton ran Chesimard to Cuba
Polices shoot at everyone

clear fist in air
Huey P wicker chair
Of my generation
Founded in drugs
Lost in translation
Hip Hop, Love, rap and a plantation
Just having simple

she got a nigga I say I don't follow rules
Had hodies coming by the twos when I was twenty two
Grew up to wife a lesbi now my hodies come in groups uh
I

See I done dropped some blue strips
And now she wanna have my child
Yea I’m Slicker then a bitch
Shoes imported by my stylist
She be all up on my dick

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

playing round baby put it on me 
On the paper chase I did it by my lonely  
I do everything for her and then my homie 

You already know a nigga lit 
I just

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

Are we at War if I feel it's unsafe
For me to step outside my car
For a traffic ticket
And by the way that I'm dressed
Did I immediately become your

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

shooting hoops or rhyming a reference
Creating hustles just to make it by
Needing more than my 9-5
So I'm getting my people high
Barely walking but I wanna

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,

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

minute
We still in the game
Shooting threes by the threes
Crossing over your lane
Kendrick said we’d be alright
I’m making the change
I spent some time in

in my bag don't mean it's a good time for trying me
But they hate when i rap about real shit
Free my big bro he got locked for a sentence
By now got

your temple by tenfold
The pinnacle, profit while the prey upon the weak (weak)
Nothin' changin' but the days when all the infantry is sheep (yes)

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

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

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

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

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