Who the fuck is this? pagin me at 5: 46 in the mornin crack a dawninnow I'm yawnin, wipe the cold out my eyesee who's this pagin me and why.. It's my nigga Pop from the barbershoptold me he was in the gamblin spot and heard the intricate plot some niggaz wanna stick you like fly paper neighbourslow down love please chill drop the caper remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville? that you rolled dice wit smoked the blunts and got nice wityeah my nigga Fame up in Prospectnah dem my people nah love wouldn't disrespect I didn't day dem, they schooled me to some niggaz that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures Now they heard you blowin up like nitro know they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow. so thank Fame for warnin me now I'm warnin you I got the mac Biggie tell me what you wanna do....
Too many sounds irritate my earholes. like Planet Rock beats from L.A. hoes. The same old thing same ol shit I'm tired. Was once on the payroll about to be fired.
June 6th in the time of 6 o'clock. Hot summer night in the city of hard knocks. Two black brothers took a walk in the South side. Could've been any brother lookin' for a dope ride.
This is a warning, another cut to move on. Another beat that's so strong. Hold on and I get wicked in this song. Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom. .
Hail to the man with the righteous groove. So sick that it makes you move. Closer to the speaker, never weaker. Lines on time and I rhyme Malika. . Lot of knowledge on the microphone when I speak.
So the concept is this, basically. The whole black nation has to be put together as a black army. And we gon' walk on this nation. We gon' walk on this racist power structure.
As I flow, into the rhyme much smoother. I keep the pace and add bass for you to. be able to experience the strength of GOD. On your tape with a break that I make to part.
I'm sayin' to you. That you will in a few minutes, hear from the man. Who is takin' the place of real black leadership. Who will answer the call for true freedom.
Once again my friend I try. to help improve another brother's life. by coming through with the righteous groove. Tells right from wrong, makes people move.
Enter into a new realm a new dimension. Pay close attention. And witness knowledge born on the microphone. For the people that I call my own. . Remember back when good rap was just a cool dance hit.