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Two

Yo
The big wheel turnin' like Ikes and Anna Maes
The church kitchen hustle dinners every
Pull over, let me grab a plate, I tend to
Towards how fish dinners a styrofoam platter taste
My granddaddy a plaid Donny Hathaway
Hustlin' for everything we had, he passed away
When I ask about what path to take
He to laugh and say, "No man is an island but I'm a castaway"
Casualties, I seen 'em like the Foreign Legion
On the streets, they used to carry out procedures
In jean jackets and Jabbar,
when local R&B was just as soulful as orthopedics
Me and my man, twistin' up reefer and
Wishin' we knew On The Town, hitman in the lights of
Christian, on the edge of existence, man,
Understand respect and was the all-American ambition
For badass kids in the laundromat, a load
Well lo' and behold, a whole 'nother in the road
My wish for them is that the truth is told
Out on the corner, where whatever you can sell is
I heard murder ran, as as deserted land
Since back when Burning Man was blacks in
the presidential election diversion scam
Matter fact, before they clapped Franz
You gossip on Jay and or Kim and Kanye
But risin' to the top, what my mind say
Picture my daughter water with a sign
Say, "For colored girls," I talkin' Ntozake Shange
Who said cynical? I was a king and general
Rich in resource, precious metal and mineral
Before the devil entered the of the plentiful
With that funk, gotta get it into who
For under God, indivisible
Psych ward patience, vampires in a
Become institutionalized, what a do
But what we had to do to survive, none o' could do
Who the technical culprit, I don't mess no vultures
I'm electrical voltage, not the dosage
Too obsessive compulsive, I'm a fuckin'
Mixed in a bottle, I left with the postman
I'm arachnophobia, black petroleum
holy when at the podium
Even though it's hotter than plutonium
The people tryna for the return of the Ichiban
universe, you owe me one solid
My Gonzalez, only know gun violence
On the corner where they prob'ly on 21 Savage
two in your cabbage, Young Cesar Chavez
Revision one, yo, where we get our from?
Continuum, still swingin' like a
the women come, sing it like Sarah Vaughan
Heard 9th up in a house, from Carilon'
Ain't no mannequin challenge, but paralyzed
It's gettin' cold outside, a from the wise
Y'all better bundle up but I bet it be a hotter summer
Not for nothin' yo, the cops get down, when it come to us
better be a Rockefeller
Get out your pocket fella, sayin' in acapella
Ain't a damn thing really as far as I can tell it
Another soul with no name, the helicopters
Look a couple of days before the doctor comin'
But that's my little cousin, him for me
I think the tryna sock it to me
It kinda feel everything is out of pocket for me
Who keep it a hundred when partial?
Dignity and sanity is the game cost you
Wake up to the on your chest, we had lost you
I'm just paintin' a picture like James Marshall
I'm just takin' a picture like Carrie Mae
So and say cheese, we in 2018
In a pyramid scheme, and day dreams
From the slave, to a modern day king