Don't put me in a box

I'm not dead yet

Or put words in my mouth

I ain't said that

Planted seeds in my wake

Where my bread at

Now we getting organized bet the feds mad

No justice no peace

What the schools don't teach

Making breakfast for the kids

New shoes on feet

Putting clothes on their backs

Still the news cant see

That we will not breathe

Til the pigs start bleeding

Communities grieving

Running to get guns

Mothers they lost sons

Why these niggas so dumb

Killing each other

Homie could've been his brother

Daddy should've wore a rubber

Double lost mother fuckers

Gone head and claim your land

Build your home

Raise your funds

Go get what you're owed

Most people believe what they're told

But I'd rather

Come break the mold

Gone head and claim your land

Build your home

Raise your funds

Go get what you're owed

Most people believe what they're told

But I'd rather

Come break the mold

Shock 'em like a million megawatts

Or a trillion nigga whats?

Though I give my all

I couldn't get enough to give a fuck

I wasn't good enough to get it

Now I got it

Praise god I gotta give it up

Never giving up

Getting money

Never rich enough

On the throne and if I'm getting up

You know it's crunch time

The way I'm sitting up

Better hope that we can work it out

I'm used to work and hurting

Searching alternate routes

Now I got that hot flow

And I'll never turn it down

I'm in the building and I'm burning it down

Moving forward and never turning around

Before I ever turn down

I'll turn in the ground

Turn in the grave

Couldn't channel that

Turning the station

This is what I wrote while y'all were enslaved

If this bring me to the morgue and

Free men a huge portion of my debts repaid

Hottest flow brewing

I'm the best tea made

I clean up well

Skirt on a girl

Like a sexy maid

In the kitchen

The scent of winning

Sinner women and ginger

The batter ones cooking gone get me cake

Made a way to come up

Yep the steps repaved

I'm out the door, off the porch

It's a quick relay

The old adage is life's a bitch

And like a bitch she tried to fuck me over

I was playing in them streets

She tried to run me over

I ain't even hear a beep when I hit the homer

All I heard was players balling

Calling motion on the corner

I'm twisting the parts of my head

That they dread over

Red rover

While they playing both sides

I'm down to earth and airborne

I'm in rare form

You stuck in a fucking movie

And this is the rare porn

Gone head and claim your land

Build your home

Raise your funds

Go get what you're owed

Most people believe what they're told

But I'd rather

Come break the mold

Gone head and claim your land

Build your home

Raise your funds

Go get what you're owed

Most people believe what they're told

But I'd rather

Come break the mold