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You can’t bite my style cause my style ain’t a style that is a style so I can go buckwild.”

I’m only 19 but my mind is older… When things get for real, my warm heart turns cold.

I feel like friends been overrated, I feel like the family been faking, I feel like the feelings are changing, Feel like my daughter compromised and jaded, Feel like you wanna scrutinize how I made it.

I think we all motherfuckin’ hypocrites, Asking God for life and we ain’t even livin’ it.

Music is a form of expression, Imma use mine just to teach you a lesson.

Where I come from, young ones pump chumps for lump sums, Bustin guns, trust none, become son. Truth spells broke loose shells that propel, Where I’m dwellin, niggas bail…tellin what you sellin.”

I smoke the holy herb, get high as hell and meditate. Swear to God, shit’s so good…fat boy’ll levitate. God’s gift to man, how the fuck they try to legislate? Mom’s, she recovering, tell me I overmedicate. I tell her, “Holy fuck, Jesus Christ, give me a fucking break!” She said, “Don’t curse your mama, goddammit,” and threw a dinner plate.

I have a strong point of view on the way things run: Just shut up, and listen, and learn, my son.

Too much weak talk, and not enough real hip-hop.

Allah Be a Born, Cee Divine, Equality, Father, then after that, there’s the G-O-D. He or Her, I Islam, then Justice, King of Kingdom, Love, Hell or Right, we still exist. Master, Now in Cypher, Power’s the Queen, Rule of Rulers, Self of Save, the Truth of the square, the same. Universe, Victory, Wisdom, Unknown, Why, Zig Zag Zig…and now we’re back home.

Back in ’86, Rakim hit “The Melody.” Ever since then, shit jumped off steadily.

Some type of grief you must experience In order to appreciate happiness. ‘Cause if you are always satisfied, Life will just pass by; you would’ve never tried.

Now harmony, is a total love of things For those who are inclined or better yet like to sing. But peace of mind it is my right for the spark will ignite Till I can catch a cab at the town at midnight, Till I can be myself and not be thought as worse, Till I can buy a slice from Howard Beach to the ‘Hurst. Till I can get the pill without fear of eject, And occupations which I seek I can have if I select. Now, if I so select and reach out to make touch How can you say that I ask for too much?

It’s time to invent the future, cause there ain’t nobody else Who can make it happen right, so make it happen for yourself.

Unity is what I’m strivin for G, so let it be Ebony and ivory in our community in harmony Livin, perfectly together as a whole From the bottom of South Africa to the North Pole When I look at a human you can say I’m color blind Cause I see them with my eyes but I judge them with my mind