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stand up
Chasin' paper stacks all we do is master tracks
The flow is never wack, no fiction that's fact
For years it seems the game has been hacked

the play
Fred Hampton would think gangs now just digging they own graves
Divine Justice seeing destruction in these roads once paved
Peace turned into

I'm beginning to feel like a black guy
Black god
All my people own a pair of black socks
Track socks my hoopties blowing up and
I'm screaming Aluwakbar,

progeny, for in a few moon's time
Your hand and the son of the malevolent one shall be joined
The prince of the Christian king beheld thy natural beauty

me, let me dumb it down
I'm slum by nature from a small town
We tote guns by nature no showin' out
Yeah

To get everything I wanted in this lifetime
I

of the devil too? 
Bear in mind, all that those who reject their ancestors today
Will one day be rejected by their descendants
Should they journey to the after

of the devil too? 

Bear in mind, all that those who reject their ancestors today
Will one day be rejected by their descendants
Should they journey

the honor
And He gets the glory in all things
Who is Jesus
His name is Son of God and Son of Man
Fully God and fully man, He has the heart and perspective

lay dying buried inside of my grave 
Swallowing all of this pain 
Ready to take my last breath 
That's when came in and said wait 
You found me in my

called men yelling give us Barabbas
Buried in mental graves of ignorance not knowing who King is
While Lucy and her angels maintain established rule over

the lamb at the slaughter
Jesus died for all sons and daughters, all His disciples died a martyr, sipping off the

Cup of Christ is your life, either it's

that fame
I don't fucking know why though because that money won't be in the grave
Once I was seven years old
My daddy told me
He would never hurt me

discontinued to follow 
The genetic code in my thoughts 
Play the martyr
Kill the limitations for future 
Sons and daughters 
Yeah 
Tell me not to go 
Tell me

the stage so i can tell my own story
Growing up i had it all knew my parents very well
Both loved me and weren't disgusted by all these fairytales 
That I

shit wit the stars on it
Lookin like all of my opponents
Country towns wit the letter m
This the ones that we buried in
This my confession
Im speakin

She's lost in her sin that's
Why you missin' your daughter
This ain't VH1 but here's a fabulous life
With them spikes in the whip
Picture them stabbin'

bury my body in the dirt

My unborn son from underground
Dream of clouds in the diamond sky
My sweet daughter, ray for water
In the earth of her heart

U Know I Love U

Killer Mike

Monster [Clean]

2003

Learned to suck good dick by fuckin' thugs
A nigga can't teach you, spread like a track meet
Breaking D-boys, MCs, and athletes, but not me
Told you from

U Know I Love U

Killer Mike

Monster

2003

Learned to suck good dick by fuckin' thugs
A nigga can't teach you, spread like a track meet
Breaking D-boys, MCs, and athletes, but not me
Told you from

sailors?
"kill 'em all, locate their family address
Release a mailer"

(dear sir or madam
Your son or daughter's embarrassed human kind
Consuming booze

keep working to stretch the cellulite
There ain't just advice in these verses that's what I'm living by 
I can end up buried tomorrow but will my lyrics

by this hip hop rage 
When this hip hop cage
Still ran by the man in the maze 
Old heads searchin for the peace that we came with 
Preaching out

If I had a dollar for all of y'all

That wanna see me in my grave

I could just pack up and move away

And spend the rest of my days getting paid

If I

rifle
And I know one day my daughter could win American Idol
(I see you girl)
I try to lead by example, that comparison's vital
Yeah, I got skeletons in