Chapter 3

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Philippe Fragione better known by his stage name Akhenaton (born September 17, 1968, in Marseille) is a French rapper and producer of French hip hop. He has also worked under the aliases Chill, AKH, Sentenza, and Spectre. He became famous as a member of the group IAM, and has since made a number of records, both with IAM and as a solo artist. more »

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Coming fresh off the boat pockets full of hope 
Masked up, anonymous about to pull a Ghost 
Navigating inside rooms, that's full of G.O.A.T.s 
If you talking from the side of grill they gonna pull your coat 
At a point, where pressure situations got comfortable 
You get one life, that heartbeat is not refundable
Kiss my momma on forehead yo I got this 
Watch this, put on a show regardless 
Aura colossus, paparazz(i) photographers 
My prerogative was nothing but to body this 
Rock the house and then I'm out of there 
We grabbed the bag and then we dipped out without a care 
Skittles inside my pocket like Trayvon 
Hit up the after hour spot my song came on 
African Chain on, the African James Bond
Stand behind it with my life, what I put my name on 
Broke thru the matrix in '86
U can see my destiny, written on my face since my baby pics 
I ain't afraid of it though
I let the game come to me, I ain't chasing no more 
 
This is chapter 3 
Right after the first two when I mastered me 
In the land of the blind grab the cash like it's free 
Any less is blasphemy 
chapter 3 
Right after the first two when I mastered me 
In the land of the blind will we ever be free?
I guess only in time we'll see 
 
Older heads misleading the younger heads
The old getting older while the youngins is dead 
Staring at them hungry looking dumb at the fence
The whole system is rigged 120 percent 
Had to get smarter fast, a self-starter
Had to learn to barter instead of using cash 
Instead of big bangles and chains studied the angles of the game
The star spangled built out of the blood of our veins
With culture drained out of our bones our DNA and chromosomes
Ten thousand miles away from home
Hard to survive being born, got us worshipping death
Feel like our self-worth took off on a jet 
And said "I'm leaving, on a next plane 
I don't know when I'll be back again" 
Now we coming for our shit like the Jacobins 
You ain't gonna see us getting laid on our backs again 
Coming for the gusto 
Didn't know till I was drunk... now they out of luck though 
Turn the page on them ... flip the game on them 
Take it to the bank, stamp it with my name on it 
 
This is chapter 3 
Right after the first two when I mastered me 
In the land of the blind grab the cash like it's free 
Any less is blasphemy 
chapter 3 
Right after the first two when I mastered me 
In the land of the blind will we ever be free?
I guess only in time we'll see

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