[Why you treat me in such funny ways...?]
[Why you treat me in that funny way...?
Too off the head for this, grew out my dreads for this
We doomed before the pride, but the goons respect prejudice
Lead is pinching, blood pour out the pores of the skin
Another ghetto war hoor, let the story begin [Catch me...!]
Politicking with the constellations
Head beyond the stars, my prayers lie in private conversations
My sky′s gray, nowadays my days are Sandra Bland
Litter streets with blood, decayed corpses laced with contraband
From colonies that serve to fuck with you the wrong way
My Haitians, my Congolese, the victims in Uvalde
Our ancestors out here dead from the slaughter
A strange fruit that lines the trees and got lead in the water
Murder rate grows like the fruit from the tree
Like my mentor, I maneuver these seas, such a putrid disease
The stale stench, the red roots from the leaves
While Sudanese, riot and feud in Khartoum, just to breathe... for revolution [hey!]
When I roll, them soldiers by my side [Revolution]
Ten toes, so you know we down to ride [for Revolution]
From where them skinny niggas die
Getting high off my piece of the pie, to survive [it's Revolution]
And they say dead man don′t tell no lies [Revolution]
Violate, that Mac gon tell you bye bye [for Revolution]
I'm talking gangstas, and hustlas and Diplomats
They'll throw you off the bridge, where the rivers at [yeah!]
We all victimized, killers built since infant size
Child rebels follow false leaders, now we hypnotized
Policies get pimped out, in a propaganda penthouse
No protection, every sect is crying wolf in the hen house
Call it predation when your ruse deceives a nation
Trade protection for some clout, when receiving information...
That conflicted with your interests... means your ass won′t stand on business
So the violent ties that bind us just repeat throughout the trenches
Them wretched visions, mothers crying in they sleep
Cause they ain′t only killing Caine, they putting five up in Sharif
When innocence revolves, we hit them light switches
When them niggas get to dumping, knocking pictures off the wall
I seen some business minds get blown at the finish line
You spend it? Fine... them Franklins can't protect you when it′s genocide
Corrupted by a lust for cash, bootlicking the upper class
And claim to love Shabazz, when in truth he'd bust your ass for revolution [hey!]
When I roll, them soldiers by my side [Revolution]
Ten toes, so you know we down to ride [for Revolution]
From where them skinny niggas die
Getting high off my piece of the pie, to survive [it′s Revolution]
And they say dead man don't tell no lies [Revolution]
Violate, that Mac gon tell you bye bye [for Revolution]
I′m talking gangstas, and hustlas and Diplomats
They'll throw you off the bridge, where the rivers at [yeah!]
It's for the Black La Costa Nostra
From both coasts, that′s Nostrand to
Florence and Compton, then back to Black Bottom
Detroit or the favelas, West African shores,
Imperialism leaves generations tragically poor
But here′s the jig though... that code of honr? Call it diasporic
Either you blast or studied to get free, you ain't ask for it
So since my freedom comes with 50 asterisks
I pray for all my predecessors, even those who never made it past the ships
Around the world with different names [names], mixed religions, rival gangs [gangs]
Trying to add a couple of dollar signs through the game
And who′s to blame for conditions? Depictions vary
But rest assured that rest is pure inside the cemetery
Children I've buried, Huey and Boukman, next to Lumumba
Our slaves nowadays is young shooters
A slew of black rugers, black rain, black roses, black coffins
And a .45 they′d gladly blast often, and die for revolution [hey!]
When I roll, them soldiers by my side [Revolution]
Ten toes, so you know we down to ride [for Revolution]
From where them skinny niggas die
Getting high off my piece of the pie, to survive [it's Revolution]
And they say dead man don′t tell no lies [Revolution]
Violate, that Mac gon tell you bye bye [for Revolution]
I'm talking gangstas, and hustlas and Diplomats
They'll throw you off the bridge, where the rivers at [yeah!]
