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[Chorus - Mr.
I said I ain't gangsta though I grew up in the hood
I just feed my people, so misunderstood
Struggling (struggling), hustling (hustling), trying to it right
I just wanna spread the light to help us our minds

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[Verse 1 - Monch]
E pluribus unum, all eye, ocular exam
The apocalypse, back by popular
Innocuous but leave a stage with blood in my hand for the populous
Put a in the sky
"Licensed to kill" into my ID or "Rocky Illuminati"
Haile Selassie Karate, John "The Beast"
King Jaffe in the lobby the fur made of a lion
The eye of hoarse mouths, I am
constellations of Orion (whoa!)
The why my stars are in alignment (uh)
The renegade, Akbar, rock star
homemade grenades, CD's at NYPD cop cars
Just to get the to pop off
Fraudulent stock, funded with Vuitton knock-offs
helicopters, detonate your metropolis
While I'm in the cockpit, politicking Stephanopoulos
And my oesophagus is quite when I vomit
bioengineered urbanomics
The formula: truth by innovative ebonics
Times lime, crushed ice and a splash of tonic
Nigga my past are astronomic
hash in a cathedral with Nostradamus
At mass, discussing Luther's "Free at Last" speech
Step on my Walkers get your ass beat