[VERSE 1] Message to the messenger Letter to the senator Black military represent 'for the ghetto youth Dem we slew them Pharisees and Babylon crew dem Free education, this generation could use em Shackles gotta lose 'em The pigs got egos, gotta bruise 'em A badge and a gun, try to confuse 'em Diallo never run no gun, a wallet why they shoot him? These are my lungs and my herb Give me the freedom to abuse 'em Jealous one's envy They wanna be in my shoes dem It's gruesome Why do they wanna hate me simply cuz the sun rays kissed me? Loved by women like Oprah Winfrey You can't diss Mr. Officer What you stoppin' me for? I ain't breakin' the law Just a rapper rappin on tour Is my melanin medicine The thing that you saw? You stoppin' me for too much speed Or is it DWB?
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[VERSE 2] Bring back the true and the raw My people we at war Inclusion is illusion Confusion for black and poor Bang 'em til it hurts no more In the streets, disobey the law Hit them hard till they're scarred Screaming "Oh oh oh my lord" My people neglected, infected with shit with no cure Press record, protest music straight from the vocal cords Every week homicide, young bodies at the coroner True-born leaders and the followers Streets with the cameras Action lights when the freaks come out at night 5-0 they always follow us It's bigger than music Don't confuse it The radio might refuse it Bigger than music You should choose it or let the kids use it I been through it Passports no visas Being so broke, having philly with no reefer Babylon broken down Man it's so overrated The shit is so hard Way past constipated
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I wanna see Babylon breakdown (breakdown) M.anifest 4 Shades is the sound (4 Shades is the sound) So raw to the core, African Underground (African Underground) Twin Cities where I rest, big up, big up your chest (Big up your chest) (X2)
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