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The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows propel it
Let these words be your and moon you consume every message
As I lead this army make room for and depression
And with that being my nigga, let me ask this question

When shit hit the fan, is you a fan?
shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
When shit hit the fan, is you still a
When shit hit the fan, is you still a

The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows propel it
Let these words be your earth and moon you consume message
As I lead this army make room for and depression
And with that being said my nigga, let me ask this

When shit hit the fan, is you a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a
Want you look to your left and right, make you ask your friends
shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?

Do you in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you easily, is your heart where it need to be?
Is your smile on permanent? Is vow on lifetime?
Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next
If I'm in a court of law, if the industry cut me off
If the want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug kid or see me as K.
Or question my character and degrade me on every
you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I you from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you question:

When hit the fan, is you still a fan?
shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Want you look to your and right, make sure you ask you friends
shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?

The ghost of Mandela, hope my they propel it
Let these words be your earth and moon you consume message
As I lead this army make for mistakes and depression
And with

Do you believe in me? How you believe in her?
You think she gon' stick around if them 25 occur?
You think he can hold you when you down behind bars hurt?
You y'all on common ground if you promise to be the first?
Can you be immortalized without your life expired?
Even though you share the blood is it worth the time?
Like who got your best interest? how much are you dependent?
How clutch are the people that say love you and who pretending?
How tough is your skin when they you in, do you show forgiveness?
What do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended
What of den did they put you in when the lions start hissing
What kind of bridge did burn, revenge or your mind when it's mentioned?
You wanna love like Nelson, you wanna be like
You wanna in in his shoes but you peace-making seldom
You wanna be remembered that delivered the
That considered the blessing of everyone, this lesson for everyone, say

When hit the fan, is you still a fan?
shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Want you look to your left and right, sure you ask you friends
When hit the fan, is you still a fan?

The voice of Mandela, hope flows they propel it
Let my word be your and moon you consume every message
As I lead army make room for mistakes and depression
And if you ridin' with me

I wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-like, want you to love me like
I to Robben's Island analyzing, that's where his cell is
So I could find clarity, like how much you me
Is this relationship a fake or real as the be?
See I got to question it all, family, friends, fans, cats,
Trees, plants, grass, how the blow
Murphy's Law, generation X, I ever be your ex?
Floss off a baby step, by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under
Crawled under rocks, ducking y'all, it's
But then tomorrow, put my back the wall
How many leaders you said you needed then 'em for dead?
Is it Moses, is it Huey Newton or Detroit
Is it Martin Luther, JFK, you assassin
Is it Jackie, is it Jesse, oh I know, it's Jackson, oh

When hit the fan, is you still a fan?
shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
That nigga gave us Jean, you say he touched those kids?
When shit hit the fan, is you a fan?

The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they it
Let my word be earth and moon you consume every message
As I lead army make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding me nigga, let me ask this question nigga

I remember you was
Misusing influence
Sometimes I did the
Abusing my power, full of
that turned into a deep depression
Found screaming in the hotel room
I wanna self destruct
The evils of Lucy was all me
So I went running for
Until I came
But didn't stop survivor's guilt
back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned
Or maybe how A-1 my was
But while my ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city
I was a new one
A war that was on apartheid and discrimination
Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies I learned
The was respect
Just you wore a different gang color than mines
Doesn't I can't respect you as a black man
Forgetting all the pain and we caused each other in these streets
If I respect you, we unify and stop the enemy from us
But I don't know, I'm no mortal man, I'm just another nigga

Shit and all I wrote
I was call another nigga but, it ain't really a poem,
I just felt like it's something you probably could to.
Other than that, now I finally got a chance to holla at you,
I always wanted to ask you a certain situa
About a metaphor actually, you on the ground.
What you mean that, what the ground represent?

The is gonna open up and swallow the evil.
how I see it, my word is bond.
I see and the ground is the symbol for the people,
The people is gonna open up this whole world
And swallow up the people.
'Cause the rich gonna be so fat, they gonna be so appetizing,
You know I'm saying, wealthy, appetizing.
The poor be so poor and hungry
You know I'm saying it's gonna be like
There might be some out this mutha, they might eat the rich

Aight so let me ask you then,
Do you see as somebody that's rich
Or somebody made the best of their own opportunities?

I see myself as a born hustler,
A true in every sense of the word. I took nothin'
I the opportunities, I worked at the most menial and degrading job
And built myself up so I could get it to I owned it.
I went from somebody manage me
To me hiring the person works my management company.
I changed everything I realized my destiny in a matter of years
You know what I'm saying I myself a millionaire.
I millions for a lot of people now it's time to make millions for myself,
You what I'm saying.
I made for the record companies,
I made millions for these movie companies, now I make for us

And through your different of success
How would you say you to keep a level of sanity?

By my in God, by my faith in the game,
And by my faith in all good things to those that stay true.
You know what I'm saying, and it was to me for a reason
You what I'm saying, I was noticing,
I was the right buttons and it was happening.
So it's no problem, you know I mean it's a but I'm not finna let them know.
I'm go straight through

Would you consider yourself a fighter at
Or somebody that only reacts when back is against the wall?

I to think that at every opportunity
I've ever been threatened resistance it's been met with resistance.
And not me but it goes down my family tree.
You know I'm saying, it's in my veins to fight back

Aight well, how long you think it take before be like,
We fighting a war, I'm fighting a war I can't win and I wanna lay it all

In this country a black man only have like 5 we can exhibit maximum strength
And that's now while you a teenager
While you still strong or while you still lift weights,
you still wanna shoot back.
'Cause once you turn 30 it's like they take the heart and out of a man
Out of a black man in country.
And you don't wanna no more.
And if you believe me you can look around,
You don't see no mouth 30-year old muthafuckas

That's crazy, because me being one of your offspring of the legacy you behind
I can truly tell you there's nothing but turmoil goin' on
So I wanted to ask you what you think is the for me and my generation today?

I think that niggas is tired-a grabbin' out the stores
And next time it's a riot there's gonna be for real
I don't think America can know
I American think we was just playing and it's gonna be some more playing
But it gonna be no playing.
It's be murder, you know what I'm saying,
It's gonna be like Nat Turner, 1831, up in muthafucka.
You what I'm saying, it's gonna happen

That's crazy man. In my opinion only hope we kinda have left
Is and vibrations
Lotta people understand how important it is.
Sometimes I be like, get a mic
And I don't know type of energy I'mma push out,
Or where it comes from. Trip me out

Because the spirits, we ain't rappin'
We just letting our dead homies tell for us


I wanted to read one thing to you.
It's actually something a good friend had describing my world.
It

"The caterpillar is a prisoner to the that conceived it
Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it, in order to protect from this mad city
While consuming its environment the caterpillar begins to ways to survive
One thing it is how much the world shuns him, but praises the butterfly
The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness, and the beauty the caterpillar
But having a harsh outlook on life the sees the butterfly as weak
And out a way to pimp it to his own benefits
Already surrounded by mad city
The goes to work on the cocoon which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see his own thoughts
trapped
When trapped inside walls certain ideas start to take roots
Such as going home, and bringing back new concepts to mad city
The
Wings begin to emerge, breaking the of feeling stagnant
Finally free, the sheds light on situations
That the caterpillar never considered, ending the eternal
Although the and caterpillar are completely different
are one and the same."

What's perspective on that?
Pac, Pac, Pac

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