Farrakhan Lyrics

You know

Rez Burna

Look

I ain't trynna hear about what we used to be

The question is

What we gone do now

Poverty stricken

Niggas been giving up all that they got but ain't got what they giving

A pot for to piss in

Livin but not in position just begging the opps for to listen

No stopping the mission

I make em stop at attention

Deep down in the South see da tension like class clowns

Whole lotta pain for to pass down

Stand on my name and my background

Trapped in a fire

Begged for a shot now they giving out Pfizer

Nigga been done with the talk

Nigga tired of the back and forth we all know they a liar

I won't even talk about what we did prior

If you won't raw em out when a bitch try ya

Child of the sun knew my calling was higher

Even as a juvenile Black Magic on the tires

Got that fire pariah to many

Prince Akeem on my side is a semi

Yella Nation Golden Lord

A golden globe you know you know I keep a fo for niggas trynna

Gimme what I ask fo

That's a land of our own and some cash flow

You ain't righted the wrongs from the past ho

But you want me to stand for the flag though

Gotta have a true knowledge of self

Could've done shit at the time that'll help

Niggas walk around with the mind of the help

A decline in the wealth they be grimy in stealth

Fight for the top got my eyes on a belt

I'ma take what I want with the time that I'm dealt

I can say what I want cuz I'm signed to myself

Bitch

Yella Nation

No relation

Think I'm Farrakhan

Situations need a straighten

It's a marathon

Pants sag

Keep a bag like a carry on

Bitch I'm mad

I will do you bad

You must think that I'm afraid to

Yella Nation

No relation

Think I'm Farrakhan

Situations need a straighten

It's a marathon

Pants sag

Keep a bag like a carry on

Bitch I'm mad

I will do you bad

You must think that I'm afraid to bomb

Who are you determined to be

Seek from within and confirm it to me

Seen who you been

Alternative

Call it discernment niggas born Black but ain't earned it

Hatred and love are a natural occurrence

Directions are different

Paths are concurrent

I disagree that you have for to learn it

One plus one equals three to the learned

I could break it down to the metaphysics

But a nigga ratchet so I rather spit it

In a way I know the whole class will get it

Want liberation but you passive wit it

Have the world investing in the casket business

I don't ask forgiveness

I attack relentless

556's for the Willie Lynch's and oppressors worried bout Nation business

Ain't here to talk about building bridges

I'm a kill-monger

Bring real drama

Straight up out the jungle like a Viet-conger

I'ma step on em

Make em think his momma remarried to me

Yeah they gone ask for to bury the beef

The ones in control always ask for the peace

Just another way to keep yo ass on a leash

Yella Nation

No relation

Think I'm Farrakhan

Situations need a straighten

It's a marathon

Pants sag

Keep a bag like a carry on

Bitch I'm mad

I will do you bad

You must think that I'm afraid to

Yella Nation

No relation

Think I'm Farrakhan

Situations need a straighten

It's a marathon

Pants sag

Keep a bag like a carry on

Bitch I'm mad

I will do you bad

You must think that I'm afraid to bomb