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Truth Universal - Path of Least Resistance
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Verse I We start the ceremony with the ancestors honored Poor libation call a name… Khalid Abdul Muhammad Rhyme producer, Mansa Musa Mali type Islamic Fixated on liberation, I start with economics Foreign Native, Domestic Dignitary… It’s like I keep a Molotov inside an unabridged dictionary Hollowed out. My map coordinates are in the south After political education classes, followed out By undercovers, who target numbers of us Who strive to civilize all in the family like Sally Struthers I see the world with these bookings I got Then it’s back to the home of the crookedest cops And we train for when we clash with they conniving ass But keep that off the record like I took defensive driving class This that Middle Passage sonically personified Should be obvious my motivation ain’t no dollar signs Take a picture Brother…’cuz we the revolutionaries… 26.2 marathon distance(long run) Full reward, never took the path of least resistance Over a decade and I remain smashing it Annoyed with the nonsene, still I stay passionate Verse II Black ,musical commodity exploited to the last grand It ain’t traditional w/o a guitar or brass band (they say) Guerrilla rap, Unconventional anomaly I’m not included in the y bogus cultural economy Comedy for pale faces to define my (culture) norms you some exploitative thieves, in addition misinformed swarm of locusts, power brokers, gate keepers corporate job holders, music snobs, , late sleepers rhymes get spoken over beats that break speakers classic graff tag strokers donned in some great sneakers djembe to mpc60, asking who crates deeper cultural laborer, but low wage reeper I contemplate, then create, rehearse, rock and get paid No compensation, then abort the mission (like) Roe Vs. Wade this that middle passage progression sonically personified don’t understand? then to touch my culture you ain’t qualified Take a picture Sister…’cuz we the revolutionaries… 26.2 marathon distance(long run) Full reward, never took the path of least resistance Over a decade and I remain smashing it Annoyed with the bs, still I stay passionate Verse III Life give me lemons, I add ginger and make If this on the radio, then that DJ renegade Where, rocks get swallowed as a part of the sport While running from police, thank you Oliver North I’m from that Reagan era, working people degradation Privatization, social spending cuts, Deregulation whether you sittin' takin notes sober and makin' correlations or gettin' rid of trees like amazon deforestation you hear the indignation that's an indication no form of intimidation gon stop this liberation like the hammer banged on the bullet's center indentation gunnin’ for the innocent incarcerated vindication free albert woodfox, free herman Wallace y’all free sundiata acoli really, free 'em all praise the lord, and pass the ammunition—make it clap! Stay busting, disgusting, revolting with the rap ***This that middle passage progression sonically personified And for loving my people, I don’t apologize!!*** ***Take a picture y’all, ‘cuz we the revolutionaries***
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