Scientific God Flow

Everybody aint a field nigger Whether literal or figurative Everybody ain't a real nigger Alotta these niggers Don't even wanna be niggers But is safer To front like a faker Then deal with it Let's be real wit it I ain't a hater Bruh We can discuss Not a judgment Ain't your maker Bruh Ain't your owner either Ain't your master neither In the streets I can reach ya About your self, I'll teach ya Each & everybody gotta reason To file a grievance Against what they believe in Cause when the odds ain't even Gonna resort to Robbin' or killin, Stealing or thieving Stop your brother from breathing Somebody's mother is grieving We're in a state of emergency Saywith certainty Most certainly System's designed purposely What's the difference between God and devil? One is on a higher level One is a vessel made to test you Can u be saved or rescued? Cuz either side will test you Unless you Walk straight, Master your high Life's passing you by Some evil's in disguise Some is a blatant lie Some is the truth If u gotta untrained Eye Take life on face value; Is taboo Bout to Run-Deez emcees like Darryl I rhyme like a double barrell Travel like a bow and arrow Crown of a mighty Pharoah Draped in a cashmere towel Eating grapes from a vine in the valley of the dry bones Building with god on the phone Like, peace King What's the science Lord? Why are most people waiting for your return for? Cuz they rather hold on to hope instead of trying to save themselves Hope this Understanding helps? Indeed It's been a trillion year search Alotta money spent every week in church Alotta disappointment A whole lotta hurt Dismasculation of Hip hop We rocking skirts Defeminaztion Of woman They looking ruff as dirt & y'all think trick-Knowledgely didn't work? From Willie lynch to John Hawkins Alotta marching & walking Preaching & talking Not enough brain cells is sparking Alotta darkness Alotta minds thinking blind Feeling awkward I rhyme like a child crying in a crack house After all the fumes are consumed Then I blackout Supreme black man Super lyrical I get mystical Very artistical Gas, liquid & solid in the Physical At the school of god barz I'm the principal Superintendent Im gifted from my momma side I'm Kunta in Roots Descendent of the Dinka tribe The 6th member of Quest Plug to de la soul Wickedest man alive Like Treach with the corn rows Yea. I'm Moe dee & busy bee I'm Ice-T, D.O.C & Eazy-E I write rhymes for these hard times I don't believe in ghost These quotes is all mines Ain't nobody rhymin like me, when the god shine I Ain't no where near the greatest of all time I'm still dope tho Scientific, god Flow I'm prolific with the lyrics homie Y'all know Jersey great Regardless what part of the state. foundation is Passaic From #11 to 8 Get me a straight jacket My Rappin is straight savage Barz, metaphors, spittin raw A great marriage Triple threat I ain't take a loss yet But don't get upset 37 year vet If rap lines was size Fit my rhymes in a goose triple x With the fur on the neck It's 88 I'm Slick Rick the ruler's back U live on a dead end I'm in a cul-de-sac U suppose to be folding clothes U ain't suppose to rap In the back of the laundromat Where the washers at Cuz u washed up I'm fresh as a prom tux With the cumber bun As classic as Reverend Run When I come around u best be scared sun Cuz ur peps will hear u get beat; eardrum I'm brave on any stage I fear none Opposition or competition There is none Im dope yo Scientific God Flow I'm prolific with the lyrics homie Y'all know!