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Two

Yo
The big wheel keep turnin' like and Anna Maes
The church kitchen hustle dinners Saturday
Pull over, let me grab a plate, I to gravitate
Towards how fish from a styrofoam platter taste
My granddaddy sported a Donny Hathaway
Hustlin' for we had, 'til he passed away
When I would ask about what 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 jackets and Jabbar, Adidas
Back local R&B was just as soulful as orthopedics
Me and my man, twistin' up some and
Wishin' we On The Town, hitman in the lights of sand
Christian, on the of existence, man, listen
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 the truth is eventually told
Out on the corner, where you can sell is sold
I heard murder ran, as vast as deserted
back when Burning Man was blacks in Birmingham
Before the election diversion scam
Matter fact, before they clapped Franz
You on Jay and Beyonce or Kim and Kanye
But risin' to the top, what my mind say
my daughter drinkin' water with a sign
Say, "For colored girls," I ain't talkin' Shange
Who said it's cynical? I was a king and
Rich in resource, precious metal and mineral
Before the devil the land of the plentiful
With Jamaican funk, gotta get it into who
For under God, indivisible
Psych ward patience, in a interview
institutionalized, what a nigga do
But what we had to do to survive, none o' could do
Who the technical culprit, I mess with no vultures
I'm voltage, not the regular dosage
Too obsessive compulsive, I'm a fuckin'
Mixed message in a bottle, I with the postman
I'm that arachnophobia, black
Ceremoniously holy when at the
Even though it's than weapons-grade plutonium
The tryna check for the return of the Ichiban
Obi-Wan universe, you owe me one
My homie Gonzalez, only know gun
On the corner where they prob'ly on they 21
Catch two in cabbage, Young Cesar Chavez
Revision one, yo, we get our rhythm from?
Continuum, still like a pendulum
Here the come, sing it like Sarah Vaughan
9th up in a house, from North Carilon'
Ain't no challenge, but y'all paralyzed
It's gettin' cold outside, a word the wise
Y'all niggas better bundle up but I bet it be a summer
Not for yo, the cops get down, especially when it come to us
Nigga be a Rockefeller
Get that out your fella, sayin' in acapella
Ain't a damn really changed as far as I can tell it
Another soul no name, the helicopters hunted
Look like a couple of days before the doctor
But my little cousin, watch him for me
I think the world sock it to me
It kinda like everything is out of pocket for me
Who keep it a when everything's partial?
Dignity and sanity is the game cost you
Wake up to the paddles on your chest, we had you
I'm paintin' a picture like Kerry James Marshall
I'm just takin' a like Carrie Mae Weems
So smile and say cheese, we in
In a scheme, nightmares and day dreams
From the slave, to a modern day king