Lyrics:
people that believe in Greek philosophy
Know your facts, Egypt was the monopoly
Greeks had learned from Egyptian masters
You might say "Prove
I'll fox the criminal justice system
Just in time to make the crowd rock
Call your phone ringa-ringa
No one answer the answer machine
Call your phone
We were set up in the back with the trailer hitch in tact
Going to pull it off the track, wanna get my fill and
I don't know what I would do without
This is American Justice this is American democracy and those of You
Who are familiar with it in know That in American democracy is Hypocrisy
4th
Fled from Victor Corvo and his criminal energy
Found a new home on the moon, to search for artificial life
Hidden deep in tycho to help mankind
master anything
Out of nowhere there came a caravan
This was around a campfire light
A lovely woman in motion
Her hair was as dark as the night
we built all of this “for nothing “
They say we criminals like they do not corrupt justice “in public “
They say we angry but why smile when you being
booty niggas
Now Fergie all up in your groupie nigga
Reincarnation of Master Fard
Elijah Muhammad reside in my heart
Diss and I'll blow, and shouts from
criminal minded
Blinded, by the science
Metaphysical alliance
Subliminal, intricate in a dome alliance
It's all in the mind ?matrictional? defiance
Make
to a psyche, it's simple, you don't like me
What I'm 'posed to do now?
Delusional calling that system criminal justice
Where the rich and the guilty are safer
sickness
That's some ridiculous sick shit
And police commit crimes in the name of justice
Ain't no way McCarthy could ever have touched this
Cops using race
I'll never be your husband Sorcerers pop tapes like Teddy Ruxpin
Steady buzzing bout to blow like we dusting
Justice clutching
Crush your soul
In
an abhorrent lie
Criminal, they won't hear
Indicted by the crooked seer
The gavel cracks
(Dwell) in my stone cage
(Cry out) untold rage
The justice not served
Peace God!
Ayyo peace
What's the science?
Elevation
You gettin' ready to drop math on this?
True indeed my brother
Well it's time to start
I'm out to raise freedom writers
With speeches vibrant with science, seen as survivors of violence
Elohim dialed in defying those demons rioting with
I'm out to raise freedom writers
With speeches vibrant with science, seen as survivors of violence
Elohim dialed in defying those demons rioting with
Let him hear
Visit them in cages
Clap hands and be dancers
The Master of this household
Knows how to tie knots
His hand unbuttons my shirts
Delivers us
feelin deep in your mental
Like a pencil all in your brain, killin your spiritual
The original, fishin y'all, rollin with a bunch of criminals
Street
last one of us
Meanwhile young brothers are fooled
Smuggling drugs in schools guns are pulled
Thugs in blood pools
There should be justice for all
But in
a military coup
I murdered the elected president
He wanted to use the resources of
Our country for our peoples’ benefit
I proved to masters in the west
I could
( Master P )
Sometimes i feel like we all losin
We probly was born losas ya know what I'm sayin?
They tell us to make a change and all
Hey yo, how you gonna step the man
Who will put you in your place?
When your whole career will prolley fall off
Like Master Ace (Master Ace)
You can't
of the one with no voice
The Sword of Justice's pierced profound
Victim or criminal, what's the distinction
They'll lie six feet under these grounds
Father
of Sterlings
Suede-fronts, bell-bottoms, and tri-colored Shearlings
I ain't particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
on July 4th in Bed-Stuy
Where money
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