Follow The Leader

Follow me into a flow, we gon' land in the river

I'm Lou Diamond when I stand and deliver

I got you nervous so your hand gonna quiver

Cats shaking in they boots

On a quest for love, so I take 'em to the root

Who the best, who the worst?

Let's travel at magnificent speeds around the universe

What can you say as the Earth get further and further away

I kill the track with murderous rage

I'm a child of Egypt like van Sertima say

I'm doing lines off the words on the page

Who the herb on the stage?

Kick him off and proceed to show him how it's done

Only thing these emcees be showing me is how to run

Cause them niggas is running like politicians

Acting like a movie with twelve dollar admission

And they still make you butter your popcorn

Since Big and Pac gone

It's hard to find a rapper that's not corn

That's why we threw the Ra on

The God MC, helped me manifest the God in me

See, '87 state of mind that I'm in

Bow to the king -- you can try, you're not him

Came to say follow the leader unless the niggas is wack

Pull the plug, kick a hole in the speaker

The Blacksmith, I spit it so hard I melt iron

My people in the streets still dying

People still trying

Duck, the bullets are still flying

Spitting the ill fire, the candle's still burning

The handle's still turning, the door half-open

Fuck getting a foot in, I'm kicking the shit open

My niggas is from Brooklyn

Innocent victims tossed like a pigskin

Niggas is forced in the system

Nigga, of course his momma miss him

You still not listening

Yo, Kweli, you see my attribute

Is Taheim Master Sameek Allah

Peace to the God

You bug on how I'm so lyrical charismatic

How I be lyrically bouncing on beats like acrobatics

And how I be applying the mathematics

Matter of fact, it's designed to stay off of the street

Create a balance and challenge

Anybody who want it we make 'em vanish

In the hood where they most thug, even the bitches act mannish

And brandish the talk that be changing your thoughts

In a couple seconds don't even have me raising my weapon

Let me talk to niggas and give you the jewel

Freeze your head in a cooler

If you follow the leader, then follow the ruler

You see me now, just know I'm redefining the future

I'm saying, spit a dart that'll pierce the back of medullas

The bassline'll romp like a nigga blowing the tuba

And talk to pretty bitches that still be chewing Bazookas

While I continue to show you how to make your stack bigger

Watch the kid create a new civilization of rap niggas

Back niggas, and watch me lay in the cut

I'm in the hood -- the way I do it, it got me fucking the pavement up

Amazing but you should know I'm craving to set it

Been the first to start a lot of this shit, appreciate the credit

Look, from here to Senegal, been a while

Since I've been stamping up a couple of passports -- you know my style

International Bus Rhymes, still a creator

Moment that'll permanently put you in a hearse

Then watch me eat you like lunchtime

See I be the maker, the owner, the cream and the God of the universe

Be clear, you need to know that when I curse

See the exposure when I apply the pressure, the pipes burst

And I'm gone