Fight! Fight! Fight! (feat. Dahlak Brathwaite)

Spun a web of lies, took notes from Charlotte

Throw a red herring, paint the White House scarlet

Pennsylvania Ave was the last red carpet

Then Bush relapsed like a rehab starlet

I feel carsick

Stop the Paris Hilton carousel

Hot as hell and smells like kerosene and caramel

America's flaring and we're carrying parasols

Paranoid of terror cells, parents scared of aerosols

Said if you care at all, fight for the ones who fall

Fight for the ones who can't, fight for the one for the all

And fight for the ones who rep, and fight for the one percent

At the bottom against the one-two-one-two step for the ones who come correct

I don't wanna sit back with a Big Mac and a rack of natty ice

Six pack on my lap, skinemax on blast, sticking to the facts of life (right)

Said if you're taller better follow who you're steppin' on

Cause I'll be brawling like the fightin' Irish leprechaun

Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out

Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth

Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps

I'mma rip this shit till my bone collapse

Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out

Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth

Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps

I'mma rip this shit till my bone collapse

Since I was little I’ve been fiddling with the riddle

Focus like folks addicted to Ritalin craftin' it with no chisel

You soft as Malcolm in the Middle

I’m strong as the Nation of Islam with Malcolm in the Middle

Uh Izza, Uh Izza, can you save them

Playful like skittles or that little minstrel delicious was kissing like a switch

Switch it up like a schizo

Pretty motherfucker would get ugly like Gizmo

It’s okay maybe it’s not your day

I’m a winner couldn’t even get beat by Dr. Dre

I couldn’t even get beat if I was your slave (yay)

I got (?)

My designer clothes look like (?)

Angry like sin case thoughts once his chains unlocked

And this is why I’m hot

But not in that MIMS sort of way

More like you better get him sort of way

Cause until I kill Bill he won’t put his sword away

Been a professor like you got your tenure today

Got my vendetta to settle I ain’t settlin' for close

When it comes to wantin' change I’m as unsettled as Mos

Spittin' live from the boondocks

With my boombox

Sittin' on my soap box

Spittin' got my folks locked

They patiently waiting for me to give em' some of freedom fighter

Kind like Huey Freeman of 21

Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out

Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth

Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps

I'mma rip this shit till my bone collapse

Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out

Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth

Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps

I'mma rip this shit till my bone collapse

I don't need a chart to see that I look hard to me

There's no Chardonay pumping through my arteries

And my heart’ll say I should take the harder way

If I got a part to play, I won’t make it Bartleby

At least this Starter T is feeling like an armor piece

It's guarding me like it’s righteous artistry

So far to lead us to inagaddadavida

To seeking god in your freedom

To God I gotta lead a vida bonita

Cause see to lead a beautiful life

Is more than eating, sleeping, and meeting suitable wife

You gotta fight

While luda’s throwing bows in A-town

I’ll be throwing blows like little children on the playground

You should know the bay, we're seeming sorta tame

But we can go insane

And if you’re on lower plane like when a boeing lands

My fist detaches at the wrist, so I’ll be throwing hands

Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out

Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth

Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps

I'mma rip this shit till my bone collapse

Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out

Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth

Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps

I'mma rip this shit till my bone collapse