know how I do my Thing Brooklyn King that'll snatch your Bling Dare a motherfucker to swing Lose arm, I'm calm stayin' heavily armed Well protected, Heart rip cage
prepare I want Mumia out the cage the time for action is here [P.E.A.C.E. - Haiku de Tat] This is a P.S.A. to the P.S.C. and the P.P.D. Mumia Abu Jamal
My flow is the closest to what a G.O.A.T. is The most gifted of all time to ever hold a mic and explode it Rebuild it to a golden rod, I get respect from
yell And I'm the duracell Call it plain insane Brothers causein' me pain When a brothers a victim And the sellers a dweller in a cage Yo, run the a capella (Power
So where now god of gods? Religion digs our graves. That preconceived morality, what god has ever saved? So do you really care when a soldier takes a
The other day I swear to God I got a letter in the mail that Said register with us or you're Gonna go to jail You'll be put inside a cage, then Forced
rebel smash metal like cinderblocks tied to gas pedals sjull spit a full clip chest left holy like a pulpit head and neck snapped like a bullwhip mind
glass elapsing Camel-backed apostles get smacked with rusty masks Preaching that God spook, Napolean remains hostile Cast were burning nostrils, ruger barrels on your tonsils A
the late show It's a beehive barrel race, a she hive stare and chase wasted feature Who tried and failed to reach her, embossed beneath a box In the
a reason Good doesn't come without pain Start over again Everything happens for a reason Ain't it funny how you born and then your life begins Just like a
same mud, Assata. We share the same Blood, Assata, yeah. Your Power and Pride, so Beautiful... May God bless your Soul. Your Power and Pride, so Beautiful... May God
I'm a true nigga, please do, nigga Betta inquire from a few niggas 'Cause bitch, I done shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas Get a grip, dead
found you a cage All eyes are glued to you like you're up on stage If you're soft as a leaf, don't get into a beef And God be with you chief if you
'? Eatin' like he live, he ain't live, word up Nobody can't eat if I can't, word up If I can't eat God, don't let nobody eat God You ain't live, I'll
He fucks with me Can a gangster go to Heaven? Let me in I call it survival, you call it a sin Damn, I got a story to tell Yeah, I got a story to tell
rockin' sway n-gga in the damn ring aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing ask Yeezy and most we do the god damn thing get down to the precious lovers
of a lie You aint 730 nigga you 'bout a quarter to five Life's on the line, wife's goin blind Tell me man, god, what type of a sign Take a nitrogen