Message to the black man

[Chorus]

My people you supposed to be

my poeple aint cha

but my people aint something that i see

cuz they not never you at my shows

weve been all over the globe

ya we been makin the doe

but cha all spending it

my people you supposed to be

my poeple aint cha

but my people aint something that i see

cuz they not never you up on my records

if you at my shows

y'all dont no im about to become boss and

take control

[Verse 1]

It started on the slave shift (slave shift)

if feild niggas would eventually take the day shift

would house niggas inside loyalty may shift

and identify us now we still need a race lift

fuck a face lift i aint changing my identity

for energy for any thats obsenity

now in 2000 and 7 we sippin aint no remidy

jealousy indian murder like you in kinamy

Guess we aint nigga we go hard in the paint nigga

still when you see me out you aint the one who faint nigga

its the other fans from the other lands

they listen to me more then my sister and brother man

I could see if i was a wack mother fucker

bitching about the way my people act mother fucker

but i do spit my people dont be so fuck'n reclusive

Get off of your lazy ass like you know something about music

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[Verse 2]

you cry about the way i paint my face

it aint your taste well homie let my state my case

im not a devil or damn jester roomers can fester

never uplift a demond with an image of my ancester

african act like you see me when you be traffican

laughter when you frown up at me your hatrid is baffelin

you watch american idol my people might paint the tribalin

symbolizes not evil but that were still survival

you niggas be so tuff the moment we roll up

your upper lip rollled up you hatin me so wut

everyone knows us my city is sold up

my shows crushed but cha dont show up

they say its more the money bitches whores

its funny this is war my people at his door

and im knocking mean wile we rocking

globally and its sad man

look like attandents

got my people lookin real bad man

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

I wouldnt be bitchin if i didnt want you around me

the way you write me up as a demon astounds me

brother linch, 40 water, federation, dmx,

buster rhymes, quincy, and x clan found me

brother jay homie he whipped me till this day homie

who you know is blacker then that

with a staffer and lack

my people up in the tragidy and they rap

im immaculate maybe they grab it

if i was blastin a mack

attack and my people

cuz im black and im leathel

with this rap but im trapped

but im crack

why you be so close minded

when im rhyme it

wishing you could find it

everybody but you mother fuckers get behind it

and im doper then king nigga

message to weed nigga

rockin sold out shows is where im gonna nigga

and thats all i sell out its something you should see nigga

betcha would come see nigga

if i told you it was free nigga

[Chorus] (2x)