Killuminata we yellin UHURU SASSA w/ choppas, bangin on corporations, dirty agents, racists and coppers for stopping systems of enslavement Keep it Gangsta La Rasa, cuz we droppin pigs and them boot lickin niggas who wanna stop us call em snitches for starters benedict obamas imposters thinkin that cosignin for crackers is whats poppin for prospererousness on this slovenous godless continent where dominant forces forcin our consciousness dormant for demonic perposterous schemes that seem-ingly get my niggas knocked frequently dreams, of vigilantes taking over the political scene and wakin up the population of obsequious fiends who stay sedated by distractions on your media screen keepin my people on they knees in this sluttery playin captain save a ho for the white mans fuckery brothers be rushin to be pinnochios in they puppetry so i deal with most niggas reluctantly stupid ass mutha fuckas aint wit that thuggery they claim they fronting be, cause main people hunting you down, is the police but you let em run amok on yo street tell me whats that about im gettin hard thinkin bout bustin off at a cracker mouth i dreamt that i murdered some cops now i got they bodies in my back seat wrapped in a black sheet that what i call pigs in a blanket gotta dump this stankin ass white trash in a toxic waste bin and break to safe location excapin investigation A Formation, of Revolutionary Militant Against Tricknowledge perpetuation thats causes the devastation of progress readily gettin made gottus like prodigals lost cuz the racist nation rewards our positive models wit surveillance defamtion, and staged assassination, wait like a generation then claim that he was a patron of core american values bullshit pass the flame we engage in the firebombing of places housing discovered agents give a fuck if his hole family gits gets wasted in the wake thats, word to name, Louise and Earls strain of DNA Little Malcolm X cocktail for freedoms sake is the best use for E&J especially when beamed at a steaming pace in the face of a thievin demon whose rapin decieving through the duration of seasons claimin his family needs to eat but keeps slainging illegal no more hung jurys on cases im hanging judges that flake on they own people Before I wake from the the evenin

deaf dumb and blind without a conscious blood against the wall when they slaughter us murder us or martyr us, the cause is to demolish us all of us still see no pauses, no apoligence for startin such demonic consciosness they lodged in lots of us our logic is flawed, like that of an alcoholic where the blind leads the stupid who woonders why they in darkness when, false prophets spit, mythology with modern twist but the lost see is as they only option so the follow it perposterous, looking like the devi sent his god for us we dont know not to trust cuz we too caught up in debaucerous ways actions, or backward ass practices of our own kind wanna tote nines wanna throw signs and run hoes but that shows how the system infiltrated yo mind cuz its go time when the pigs are pressing my nigs for molly and smoke dimes that they dont find while exectutive predators carve up the planet wit coke lines and the pope signs with the mark of the beast to target the sheep and then mark em as walkin deceaced while beggin of most high to deliver dem peace the scripture depicted the madness niggas being victims of grafted devils who pit us in tragic living conditions then send us caskets spendin they infinite status just to keep tricking masses mainly with knowledge based in the asses kindergarten all the way to masters degree classes passages we read disparage damage that we see rarely repaired how ever could we reap the merit of even havin commander an chief tryna manange the same insanity thats been branded on you and me black on the canopy stands to be a masqurade for the face at the root of the plan to keep dominating the planet tellin original man he shuld stand for peace paradox of being a african in the land of free when black jews get ran from the land expanded for thee like were animals banished hungry brandishin hammers from parson street in atlanta to parts of egypt sudan and even japan and in canada they scan for us then hunt us down dont give a damn about black man woman child aint that fuckin wild

All these hoodrats and these slouch niggas negro bedwenches and house niggas yo bitch sprawlin all on my couch nigga she wan my dick all in her mouth nigga u lucky I aint wit that shit these days inthe rules of the game you should flip that bitch then call the homie up to hit that shit and send her back to her man like she wasnt with the fam double fistin on the dick thats some sick ass shit we in the belly of the beast where the devil got us on the level deep at the bottom of a trick ass pit,tryna be nigga rich and get ass quick we niggerish and only get the ass end, gott us ass out tryna cash out before we cash in buck buck sed the guns blastin communication between black men, talkin one another in to a casket its saddening its maddening its crazy that its still happnin *breath* used to blame It on the slave masters now I blame it on the slave blacks cuz we gonna stay slave if we following the wishes and the ways of the lame cracker Aint no more love, we livin in hell, its nothing but madness savage culture corruption and addicts, thievery rapist and rugged assassins here on this earth tho so no more conceeding, pleading and pandering niggas want heaven in death cuz they scared to go wreck on the devils that dwell on the planet damn, WTF are we Bout NIGGA Yo So Called Black President is a House Nigga Those mutha fuckas wouldnt have shit, without Negus Then turn around tryna kill us off, tryna leave out Negus and i aint really with that shit

Tip toein accross the lost land that was settled by man clutching the hour glass, counting the sands my mind is twisted when i think of how th world can exist in a time shifted dimention where the grimiest get gifted kill, by the lonely i build, because the sun doesnt chill is what i learned summers knowledging lessons with real gods and earths, in stead of frauds and purps using terror to scare us to a godless chuch but im off that took my, skinny as on a walk to cop me a box of menthol jack in a hard packs get off the block cus shit is crazy lately, actually daily between thug wannabe teens who mad shady APD tryn play me and these half nakey, crack ladies, claiming they wanna have my babies i think im cool on the west end youve always been my bestfriend but broke in this depression fills me up with aggression and true what others do will still influence your perception in lue onf the refusing or rejecting, be sure to use descretion and choose the weapons that suit your blessings revolution 101 is now in session better stay protected. So, you know a nigga had to make a stop and cop me some green my jeans tattered im deemed scatted nigga follow the scence it breeds addicts, greed savages who swallow they dreams i mean, things fall apart and even those things are not what they seem i scheme dollars offa scholars and fiends mommas, fathers and teens, harlots and queens, commonly bonded by the college degree that we in search of, no problem for me but the rent moneysem to constantly be i prolly should see about a way up, cuz aint know way out welcome to hell free admission cant afford the payout im tryna get freedom striking deals with demons is the slave route you know me well, imma defeat the evils, then break out i shoulda listened as a baby, something they used to say bout hide the fruits of your labor, women get crazy when u let the snake out and play in her garden afraid of burning bushes keep that flame retardant im slick, game is heartless but everytimei grip a pen im envisionning burning crosses so i spit with the consciosness of, el hajj in harlem not claimin that Culture God is a martyr but I'll prolly be brought up on charges or shot for tryna drop the truth in thes bars A nigga dreams of building a life of peace for the fam see reparations for my people with our freedom in hand on a senegalese beach, with my feet in the sand or citizenship in ghana where im free to be what i am (an african) in stead of a dammn nigga stuck in the sands of time bucking the damn confines of white supremacy, they signal like pantomime and damn right im peepin the sign to anwer eddie glaude im stampin it past nation time breaker breaker 1-9 clear the line, when knowledge born knowledge, keepin people informed about the deeper form of the dirty evils that swarm like,a plague or distaster with one aim to enlsave the masses you got the wrong one i ain no average nigga babblin black quasi radical talkin out of his ass fuck that I ve done the mathematics, I see the madness so get at me if you ready for action i tell the niggas getcha gunz, mutha fuck law passages saying that the shits a hazard, cuz them crackers is packing they got they babies at the gun show and range if you ask em the reason why they reply is because the niggas are coming now what the fuck is that MADNESS

Ima break it down from an intellectual level because im sick of these devils dealin political depression in the street hollerin peace when its clear that we in the jungle and we struggle with the muthafuckin beast tryna keep us deep in its clutches but before it can eat us must feed us destruction fattening our egos for consumption decieving the people over the evil within its function misleading instruction, making us believe when they bluffin niggas aing achieving freedom and justice equality always seems to be just above us we still stuck under glass ceilings and social sturctures because they want us all gone all gone and they using the music to do the shit they show a nigga that can hoop nigga wit a coupe nigga rockin itty bitty suits and other niggas gonna do the shit or they die in pursuit of it so tell me whats it gonna be when little black boys tryna watch tv and black men playin stepin fetchit rockin dresses are the images he sees fertilizing our seed with this trifeling disease mutha fucka please i aint gay bashin i dont hate faggots all im saying is that my whole life i was told you couldnt make faggots they were born that way but observe today the white man got his hands on our words play now he try to run game in a pervy way i guess im really searchin for the words to say that hip hop todayis a gay cliche that refer to a plot to infilitrate and dissipate the natural mental state of blacks living in the states you can say what chu say try to play-cate to the system be fake or get scared run away but the truth in your face ther is no excuses to make recognize that your modern day HIP HOP is gay It used be, that the music was a weapon or a method of expression for refusing the system and now it gets used by the system, as a tool for consumerism fuel for the killin got youth in the prison and useless division between women and men for the sin its like a hedonism flipped into religion is the way its got us living what the fuck gon make u think this homo shit is any diffrent but im not preacher,man really im a knowledge seeker and i dont judge another ones actions just mastering fractions with laws that were passed in the habit of castrating black men then it was aid and crack and sypihillis packages packaged by federal chemists sent to the tentaments put in our medicine shit, that aint the secretive section of what they got kept on the record cointelpro for the rebels jim crowe in the crevaces cant forget open eugenics and now i feel hella repetitive sounding like every radical ever since malcolm to talk about how these white devils been plottin on oustin niggas from out of the spectrum black music new voice of the old white supremist check it they made us steal from each other thenthey made us kill one another so intead of being real with each other we be fake with each other instead of of tryna heal one another we degredate one another rape one another so we hate one another tryna make it so we never wanna mate w/ each other my righteous brother glorious sister this is how the system is warring against us

Forget the vision of a rugged assassin, and try to fathom a childlaughin at the sight of a building collapsin or plane crashing In to the back of a train full of every day passengers cackling at the sight of tragedy happenin That'd be me 2014 sippin my cup of savage tea Taking advantage of all the madness surrounding me College girls dressing like stripper So what's the difference can I slapp you yo ass if tip you A couple of ones to see your nipples I dont mean to offend you just an honest opinion Why would dress partb I was forbidden to make remarks Culture the God gotta be dead wrong scheming in my girl friend mom Hey Mrs Jackson Lets see what's hannin U seen me peepin that fatty in passin I know that your cialis poppin husband aint really tappin that ass proper Some body call a psychiatric doctor to have me evaluated for I say something thats get me caught up

4 thangs in this world that a nigga hate jealousy, fake friends, stank hoes and banks my number five is the blue swine got my niggas doin time over bull shit, killem all point blank silly wanna hat my tracks cause a nigga doesnt rap about the trap or smackin hoes or pullin rank, on the corner puffin dank niggas gittin ganked or some other dumb shit that white peopl thank about black life and thats probly thanks to the music and movies and racism FUCkit you sed git a job bitch you see me im huhsteling slangin these raps tryna master production chiefin on pack with the bruhs for fun and gettin sum ass when i can then go back to the plan, ya kno tryna be a man of substance, play a nigga hand, earn me sumthing cuz i gotta go and git it ifim shyure i wuntit thats how i feel about the gyirls im fuggin i either give the bitch the world or nuthing road trippin run the world w/ my brothers if i aint whippin then im pearlin sumthin we on the hunt it was couple wild niggaz in a bucket bass bumpin doin maybe a hundred and then it came those light followed by the police comin with the search and the rights and the cuffin even though the mutha fuckas didnt find nuthin they got us in the cell gotta question wat the rush is because even though we college niggas on break from another place they mistaken us for the culprits, i wonder why fuck that gotta alibi we was in atlanta when that died pull out the proof dirty ass pigs wanna start shit with the black youth and wonder why we wanna shoot, back at em I know a couple true gods on the force, I dont hate em they tryna do whats right for us all, i dont fade em so please understand that these songs that im making are not preaching hatred, they just strong statements i know cops are serving the law, but lets face it the laws, are racist-even without coppers in the equation the people that enslave us can never liberate us cuz the makers of papers that claim to emancipate us were created by the same hypocritical purpetrators the hands that whip and chain us takin+ that as a basis for the modern day with Federal operations seem to really be about keepin us in our places women in the kitchen calculators for asians and a white mans holdin niggas hostage in a basement africans and latins thinking they diffrent from black becuz they speek another language i find it all insane with consdiration for the fact babylon is upon this nation its a trap that we fall in cuz knowlege base is what we lack when attacked we be calm and patient isnt that a shame im finna shake this game up wit a track that the blacks of the world can bang wit and react to the mass plot that they stagin to see under plots in graves if not nigga locked in cages bammas out here been drankin the kool aid if they thankin that a couple house niggas wit bank is translating to statements of power when our, people still hangin by the same rope as the ancestors, wanna fight back gotta plan better learn how to work with ya fam better take a stand for the damn better buy black getcha damn cheddar

when I was young and tryna take my mind to another dimension id build with mareefah jones shes had infinite wisdom when im feelin kinda down in the dumps low in my spirit Mareefah jones is the friend that i call to get me lifted so when my mental gets to flippin in ways i dont care to mention i need mareefah jones because she eases the tension when my wisdom start bitching and i can can no longer listen im hittin mareefah jones cuz she is my mistress Well in this era there never were bitches named mary jane but this jont Mareefah Jones, i met her back in 7th grade she was a tacky, trifelin ho, gettin known for gangbangs but was smelly wit ratchety weave, in a couple strains, gotta bad name running with guns caine and other thangs but she explained it was how she was raised legalized discrimination in america was the stigmatizer, that stigmatized her but truthfully had no true desire to keep on livin illegal she planned to soon retire from the wrong side of the law cuz of flawed conjecture that oppressed her much like the black experience, how could i reject her Instead I chose to break down the complexities of her essence what was once an ugly stench became the sweetest nectar to the senses telling me that her supple flesh had connected with me on a higher level if you hip to it me and mareefa in the sheets trust it was luv, soon as i hit it Well ove time mareefah became more then a friend of mine we would get together whenevr it seemed i could find an extra ten permitted my tank was in line she would drop dime, stories keepin my company bumpin 295 pullin my ride up thru pioneer drive 8582 to collab with jonesy an prominece on a few tracks, knock a couple of brews back coppa lesson from tru back to my neck of the woods with black and mild in a two pack honey dutch for my boo thats snuggled up to the sack, and I cant wait to get her home and break her back out, until she max out hazy eyes, burn with desire the signiture, that she just put it on you the queen of fire no love was higher and then she hit me in a conversation be patient baby my elevation bout to qwake the nation I remember the senation of elation back then but my maturation has shown me that there was no preparation for what was waitin I took hiatus, the weeks before college matriculation began in atlanta back in the fall of 2008 down at "Mission College" my aim as a rapper/scholar would claim, my objective until the stress brought mareefah back in the frame but, now she was exotic, droppin big knowledge her body not as sick as back when we was kids, but what womans is smellin hella mo betta, and now instead of the seedy weave with the red it in she b dreadin in new styles n colors, still be kickin it wit the wild brothers but now she also high maitenence, double or nothin, up in the tank, to see half the places i dont know if its her pretty new face or the legislation of civil rights in her case has gotter bugie actin fake its really a heart breakin adaptation of how my true love was taken and then became somethin we both used hate a staple of our resistance that flaked waitin in line for corporate

All Praises due to my creator my maker my father that gave me wings and taught me always strive for higher speak with fire, make your enemies admire, spark the bitties with desire breeded bring the type of hype thats gonna make freedom ring why becuz u "a king, solar being, scientifical thing" its not a miracle, its lineage, divinity king through the umbillicle now im givin you all the preppin, to fly the world get your lessons, develop, and preach message Deucez, and I was gon in a second seekin my own liberation off that hellish island never did it cross my mind i was selfish i was wildin college life in seek of higher learnin still yet find it deserted and hella tired whowoould predicted that i would burn out trying prolly from gettin high instead of gittins high score on my assignments im soaring accross the sky till my sores caused by the sun scorchin my aura forces my unfortunate demise, I apologize, its prolly smarter if i (fly away) i no longer wanna be part of they spiritual slaughter i gotta (fly away) they label me a fire starter but i dont wanna be a martyr i wanna (fly away) wont even procreate this aint no place to raise a sun or daughter imma (fly away) May blessings be showered upon my mother the womb of which i sprung from but not even her love could cover me from societies preception of brothers and the deception they run to keep us up under the mindstate that we can never be greater than others everytime we seem to rise above a hover the enemy comes to gun us and then our own people shun us, please forgive me for seeking my freedom deviously keep it 100, i gotta fear of being run from among us one way or another if im a star im meant be like the sun in a solar system of my own shogunnin huggin the throne instead my life dutches capones buses and jugglin hoes too many psycho, constantly duckin those i suppose u could sayim drownin egotistical didnt respect the power now it seems my vice devoured these fragile feathers of justice i knew better but fuck it im still plannin to flee from this planet of planned destruction so whats up with it get at me if u really wanna (fly away) cuz freedom is the reason of life, id rather die than be compliant imma (fly away) so they label me a treasonous guy,but i ain here to start a fight im tryna (fly away) Dont even wanna stay to see the systems demise, this is the exodus, Spead my wing and just (fly away)

Walkin thru the wilderness still wanderin aimless with a pocket full of lint, overdrafted smartip and a payment that i owe to sallimae but then again my bank statements dont really say shit, theyve been negative way since i was left unemployed, working for racist they devastatin the human race through education facing displacement if i cant seem to secrue a place where a nigga really aint gotta pay rent fast forward to granmomma basement on southside corners i stand adjacent the original merchants of free basin conversation, is like a time machine that im placed in the twist to this illustration is in they old age they sellin jacks for occupation they aint slackin its the nature lackin circulation in they bodies soon to meet they maker it happens to us all in the end life only garantees you death and few true friends so before its too late im tryna tie these loose ends up thats never met, feelin like an extra 50 cent was heaven sent for me to cop a loose cigarette when my stomach is growling but im broke so the smoke keeps the hunger down for another couple of hours when it rains it showers i wanna rob but thats not black power sick of these jobs working for cowards who wanna call they self boss but on the block wouldnt look at me sour then these house niggas and toms and the bushwah clowns are makin it sound as if the system aint keepin most of us out by design a waste of time for me to try to explain the same thangs that take place right in front of your eyes at a daily rate nothin to say no one to pray to cuz Jesus, isnt your god, them niggas played you the same fool, that enslaves you cant be trusted to liberate you like fuck it no chains, thats phaze 2

Dear lord, i know see whats taking place on the planet beneath ya own two charcoal feet the streets just wreak of death evry hood is cesspool we breathing up ether sleepin diseased huts n breed succeed in nothin i know alotta sin have come in between us and I dont mean to be fecetios, please i really need you to help me see why its seem that we your strongest believers but the earth is leakin with the blood of your people which probably explain why they wanna pray to J-hov or yeezus cuz white jesus only gottus on our knees for the purposes of suckin penis gnashing of teeth and weepin welcome to hell, where you get fucked by the god you believe in it sucks and it cut deep but the scars do heal and well there you have the true black experience the average delirious savage state of this man in this nation is makin it clear that we cant awaken we livin in fear,Listen Cuz the shit is goin down on your block they bringin a cease to the peace killin us on spot when will it stop nigga always beggin for a change but unless we finna take it shit gunna be de same i said its goin down, getcho mutha fuckin glock(cock) they bringin a cease to the peace that was on the block it never stops till a mutha fucka wanna bang(why) cause if we ain buckin then its nuthin finna change Evan X is my name and revolution on wax is my claim for the evolution of rap from a state of ratchet decay where the faggots who run the game are crackers who take away the dollas from all the dumb nigga shit, that hip hop parades around like is cool to get locked or dropped in a early grave be sloppy, an by by products you cant maintain Child killer, live lynching on television a shame how they get given a pass but they want assata black ass in prison they keep us here to be entertained or they aint wit it, think they finna treat us the same envision floridian white supremacist supportin zimmerman wit season tickets for the heat like, "LeBron is my nigga" its tru, compared to his owner lebron get a nickle fit it in half of one percent of the wealth, alloted niggas stopin niggas when the dealers an the psycho killers are usually white kids, with too much privledge and no dicipline its sickenining how they pimpin us, we lookin like minstruls on evry screen scene from motion pictures to insta grams of pack fillin swisha but got the emptiest mentals silly ass niggas is claimin that its just a coinicidence its a bizeness jumpin on your block they bringin a cease to the peace killin us on spot when will it stop nigga always beggin for a change but unless we finna take it shit gunna be de same i said its goin down, getcho mutha fuckin glock(cock) they bringin a cease to the peace that was on the block it never stops till a mutha fucka wanna bang(why) cause if we ain buckin then its nuthin finna change

Sittin zoned in the thick of night i twich at the sight of a biker passin my light is flashing, like i might be inviting tragic, or hazardous energy faster than i can even seemm to dispatch it or catch it cut scene to the green pasture skip to the last scene raining green acid, from skies blackend clothing tattered and slit eyed i sit high saddened over some high status fat white faggot dying in masses over salary cap cutbak budget collapsing, cuz young blacks want action an this writing passion, has saved the life of a trifeling savage cuz in these time i feel justified to just snipe a cracker mad cuz they like the title "master" when blacks built the white house they wasnt over reacting add the white guilt factor fact is, the white man is too stupid to know tht Barrack is an Actor this is the definition of stifeling maddness, any hyper and it might be disaster i might be just talkin outta my ass but whats the reason to lie when its niggas wit college degrees seelin weed tryna get by so i monitor, spy, the signs and just play my part making art meant to synchronize the brain and heart fuck a paisely dart my blade is hacksaw serraded sharp run the track back cuz u already heard your favorit part although we living in hell its still such a cold world and even colder city street without out cho steep tech fleece gotta keep a peice to keep the peace when niggas want cho peice of this american pie, tho filled with lies and encrusted in lives lost, and sickly sweet covered in flies naw yall can all partake of my slice i might fall at a faster rate in to a savage state mind if i indulge ingesting the devil food for thought i wont get involved instead imma call upon my raw talents and write me a song when my mental state is off, reeferno longer keeps me at calm but the conversations in the mirror bring me closer god wen the time are hard, my end are odd, and cant depend on the sqaud to answer my calls at all or manage a response move on, got bigger problem that evolve in the form of marshall law, resembling racial war thats been ignited one side is kickin ass, the side thats losing does know they fightin how nice but this life is just fucked up i dont mean to hype it If hell isnt wear we livin then tell me why we so trifeling stifeling, shyzty manuvin juggin, scheming, finagling, fakin, fighting, taking, snaking, you name it we make it into a new vocation, no luck with regular occupation but the federal agents operate to drop the bait then cage us make us covetous of adulturous entertainers Idol worship and got the nerve think some ones comin to save us wtf are them vapors you vapin that gotchu thankin outrageous shit like this with arrogance to say it welcome to hell im wagin a war against the earth born satan choose to awaken or face a death by the revelation