Fighting For Equality

The serendipity, I had the epiphany That the wicked enemy who tried to come and get rid of me Because the (?) failed to seize the victory Because I knew from my history that God is no mystery They tried to forge my imagery and my identity Been facin' with the misery of brothers hangin' from a tree But nothin' ain't pretty in this cutthroat city We fightin' for equality, we not fightin' for your pity We fightin' for your right to life, the right to liberty The right to make it on our own, you can't take it, no, give it to me The empty greed, jealousy and lust Of other races that dream melanated crust They whipped then they shackled us up Put us back in the back of the bus Stomp us out and treat us unjust I'm in the fight for my life, money, stars and these stripes So ready to go to war with a crowbar and a pipe A shovel with a sickle, blood drizzle cause a ripple When the sociopolitical climate change, a man-made miracle For a third year he tried to instill the fear Now he won't run the scope, he's provoked the idea that By any means necessary, use anything necessary To get to the promise land, send enemies to the cemeteries We can't take it no more, time for the lions to roar From Mount Zion, we bustin' through the door Bustin' through the floor, tusslin' with our swords Raised high like the Ottomans fightin' in holy war See, nothin' ain't pretty in this cutthroat city We fightin' for equality, we not fightin' for your pity We fightin' for the right to life, the right to liberty The right to make it on our own, you can't take it, no, give it to me Nothin' ain't pretty in this cutthroat city We fightin' for equality, not fightin' for your pity We fightin' for the right to life, the right for liberty (right for liberty) And that's it Yo, that shit fire, bruh, haha, yo Like you created one of your own, man (yeah, yo) Yo, I'm fightin' to fuck your bitch Washin' money through Bitcoin, dodgin' the glitch Two maids, Cassandra, Castilla, they half my age The older one play the front door holdin' the gauge I get money, I play with stoves like Chef Ramsey Halloween, powder for snorters is nose candy I had spots on the line like ten Grammy's Got arms that hit the floor like chimpanzees The curators of profit lyin', they can't stop it Parkinson gun, cop shakin' before he pop it Cutthroat City (City) I'm out here coolin' with the code to the safe like I see Da Vinci German killers in kill mode I fly where the cream is foreign, Switzerland, bakes and Hugos Real gold (gold), Teflon, steel coats (coats) Liam Neeson swan divin' off of big boats (big boats), uh-huh Big boats And that's it Yo, that shit fire, bruh, haha, yo Like you created one of your own, man