God save me from my enemy, I heard you rapping bout clapping Satanic energy, I heard you rapping bout blackness about the legacy, Im bout to break you down twice with my melody, got me confused I don't to know who you pretend to be, is he a soldier revolutionary friend to me? Is he a poser hiding his devilish tendency, well lets get 2 this holy shyt now fukk the pleasantry, Im bout to exorcise your demons for you, call on the love of the most high "this man aint redeeming for you", you let the d'evils win, illuminati got your mind soul and body, feel them dark spirits leading him, I know the wicked won't prevail this a easy war, you cross me I'll slide on you like a ouiji board, poke your story full of holes like a hudu totem, I'll beat the legions out your body leave the voodoo broken, know your type you the dark skinned goth, token member in the group, in high school you was lost, probably listen to the gravediggers, slipknot, korn, you masturbating early to that masochist porn, fukked you brain up forever fell asleep night terrors started creeping thru your window, just confess ya sins bro, I know you must be a disgrace to your kinfolk, looking at you funny like 'fukk is wrong with him tho?' but they don't know that you been losing a battle, for your essence you gon end up as lucifers cattle, Im the lighting thats gon strike at the roof of the chapel, bring the tower down on you in the booth when you babel/babble, but you wanna be taken serious feared on the mic, so you invoke the shadows that surround you when you write, monsters penning all your verses and the price is your life, when that record deal comes whose your blood sacrifice? this aint even bout the tournament now I'm trying help you out, before the fires of hell begin to melt you mouf, you know that no one in your circle ever felt you mouf, thats means you never been kissed you virgin bytch, so you perfect for a offering the dark lord awaits you, but inside your mind you know that God doesn't hate you, he hates the circumstances around you that made you, the broken home you come from the man that probably raped you, Im tryna liberate the grasp of the beast, gotchu ten fingers clasped and his ass bout to feast, on the flesh of the ignorant, the ghosts of the weak, you know the old saying bruh you sow then you reap, you been baptized washed from the dirt, brother you are now dead this shall be your rebirth, but still a score 2 settle first things first, we touched on your religion now its only getting worse, made a living off of race dissing, you black but you sound white tho you blake griffin, stay in your lane you aint never started marching not Malcolm or Martin, or Harry Belafonte, you aint even Kanye!! talking all this fake militant shyt, but you know exactly who to get belligerent with, I know my history, never try to check me with it lyrically, black and white blood reflected in me like a mirror be, strength of Ham, mischief like Esau you aint hearing me, Ima have to open your eyes and see clearly, you talking like you so obsessed with the skin? Your tried Michael cuz you knew you wasn't better than him, did the same shyt with Ugo just to get you the win, but its something deeper I could say now where to begin? Did that slave master CAC voice twice must've liked it, sounded so comfortable tell me who helped you write this? If you did it solo thats a couple red flags, think you practice all the time cuz that shyt aint half bad, dawg you pulled it off convincingly, doesn't make sense to me, almost like thats how the way you talk is instinctively, whitewashed fakkit from the burbs started dissing me, you aint even black no more you look pink to me, I don't believe this Huey Newton shyt that you be screaming, you from the Chi tryna move out you Huey Freeman, I hate motherfukkers like you thats just avid readers, yea you smart but you aint got the heart to be a leader, you talking bout kings and queens you a great deciever, probably leave Nefertiti for some jungle fever, I don't fukk with you at all or your tactics, cuz racism coming from anyone is some wack shyt, and even tho these Europeans living privileged, realize that your own potential is unlimited, hoping that your state of mind now started pivoting, you aint gotta stoop to what they be doing, be disciplined!! And know Im leaving with some parting words of kindness, I hope this verse shined some light in you thru your blindness…. One
so smooth with it,
