47
Ace Phalos
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Got a nigga performing like 47 Miracles Tryna make enough bread To feed a multitude Live with no fear Ignore how your peers peer at you I don't know what they looking for The evidence empirical The bloodline imperial I murder it its serial Its deeper than habitual This shit reverse the ritual Here to recondition you The energy return From all the bullshit That you give your attention to You gotta make it work for you It's all about the energy You don't wanna make God your enemy Crawlin on ya belly with the slithery Snakes that pretend to be chameleons Tryna camouflage the feelin But its senseless When there's more than 6 senses I perceive the insecurity And feel that somethings missing If you got ears you should listen Had a Deja vu More like a premonition Woke up from paralysis Hallucinating visions Of these life or death decisions Pick it with precision When you living on the edge It's learn to fly or be a victim Because somebody's gonna push you Gotta have balance Stay workin on ya craft Hone in on ya talents No reaction that's kneejerk If so you need work You gotta have that muscle memory Provide a speed burst Cant teach it gotta research Jump in it feet first My first feet they retreat Or its knees in the dirt The obsolete I delete Slick as sleet don't slip If you ain't got the map Please don't trip My gps is equipped With astronomical coordinates They want us at the bottom Try to treat us like subordinates Don't wanna see us coordinate And fortify the black collective We gotta make it so They can't get past detection Was 4 or 5 when I recognized The mass deception Seen the 45 turn Jordan To less of a weapon Let's see you get past 23 With a clean record Carried by 6 is undefeated Calm under pressure Was born born under pressure Broken collar bone Word is moms couldn't hold me Until I was 6 months old The pain is pleasure I can take the blistering cold Use it as fuel for the fire Burning deep in my soul You couldn't control Internal organs probably explode Im probably the dopest Surely the deepest If I was white They probably say I was Jesus To keep society's secrets Under the firmament We roll up the earth And let it burn a bit They prostitute ya mind To try to turn a trick Into a treat Listen when the ruler speaks Like orator and music's peak A nation of Marcus Garvey's Is what it what it takes to break the leash Im tryna figure out What it takes to wake that beast I cant live without Freedom, justice, peace You interfere with those It all blows out the windows Of the 88 caprice classic With the system blastin All the hate for melanin Still couldn't match the passion Following a trend They tryna duplicate the fashion We never miss a beat Even if time the lapses They call us criminal It's clear to see who got it backwards Because we already changed the name To ali from Cassius, way back when Im something you can't son Im a bastard Meanwhile they eatin Off slowly depleting Africa And acted like slavery And reparation's aint adding up And mad at us because we mad as f*ck It's backwards as f*ck Like going to the mother land Just to segregate Bring niggas to America Just to tell us to get away Like we chose to immigrate Let that shit simulate Then let it marinate Heavy how it carry hate Now if you wanna hear that bull shit Please do not participate A little late but man I had some shit That I had to say
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