The Question, Pt. 1 Lyrics

What am I?

What am I?

What am I?

What am I

I'm a nigga a monkey, according to blogger chatter

From the keyboards of anonymous republicans and liberal backstabbers

Those same people claim this country was founded on Christian values

So no matter I'm suspicious have no faith in lack convictions give no credence

To anyone who praises a pale skin blue eyed Jesus

It shows you are not authentic with yourself for believing fictions

But believe Confederates fought for secession's

But don't believe blacks deletions

Is designed by America's leaders whose hate driven

Now listen

Coming from where I'm from devotion you get none

Moneys more important than life so a fiend barters daughters and or a son

For drugs to get numb

Mentally fucked they grew up so pain they know some

Cause wars they fight them

They brawl they can't run cause in life they'll get judged from fucked situations that they had no control of

Singing Sam cook with the hooks

So change has to come so fun I don't want none

Because it's better things I need to do mountains and mountains to move

(Aye)

Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats

(And)

Teach in our schools

(And)

Maintain laws they bang gavels

And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you

So what you gonna do

Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats/

(And)

Teach in our schools

(And)

Maintain laws they bang gavels

And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you

So what you gonna do?

When immigrants left tea and crumpets for freedom of religion

And landed on other continents and discovered indigenous living

The pilgrims became murderous figures and condemned them to a financial prison

That taught hate as a tradition with blood money nepotism

For their mediocre children placed in powerful positions

See Life they rigged it since the bible scriptures

To political pundits senators judges fuck these honkeys and white Jesus

So now I'm singing

Coming from where I'm from devotion you get none

Moneys more important than life so a fiend barters daughters and or a son

For drugs to get numb

Mentally fucked they grew up so pain they know some

Cause wars they fight them

They brawl they can't run cause in life they'll get judged from fucked situations that they had no control of

Singing Sam cook with the hooks

So change has to come so fun I don't want none

Because it's better things I need to do mountains and mountains to move

(Aye)

Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats

(And)

Teach in our schools

(And)

Maintain laws they bang gavels

And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you

So what you gonna do

Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats

(And)

Teach in our schools

(And)

Maintain laws they bang gavels

And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you

So what you gonna do?

So am I wrong when we're in a war-zone Anticipating drop boxes

WIC goods and worn clothes

But we get the CIAS cocaine and more dope

With military paraphernalia with tactical scopes

Our moms gone to keep the lights on

And running faucets so no one's watching

As we play cops and robbers

Running off on the plug living contra

Home alone with PCP and embalming

Fluid the wet bandits in these trap houses fucked

Where we evolved from being grimy to running a muck

Coming from where I'm from devotion you get none

Moneys more important than life so a fiend barters daughters and or a son

For drugs to get numb

Mentally fucked they grew up so pain they know some

Cause wars they fight them

They brawl they can't run cause in life they'll get judged from fucked situations that they had no control of

Singing Sam cook with the hooks

So change has to come so fun I don't want none

Because it's better things I need to do mountains and mountains to move

(Aye)

Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats

(And)

Teach in our schools

(And)

Maintain laws they bang gavels

And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you

So what you gonna do

Cause the seeds of hate from under white robes say Hippocratic oaths in white coats

(And)

Teach in our schools

(And)

Maintain laws they bang gavels

And wear badges to racial profile and arrest you

So what you gonna do?

See, I will acquire counsels of accountants for loot

Amounting to prosperity for our black youth

To amend the amendments to the rules

Cause in childhood Jesus didn't save us we asked what will Hov do

And here I go rapping

When I have my masters

Trying to get signed to a master

But I have a message

But there's more I can be doing

Fuck it!