50 YEARS freestyle

The truth lasts longer than a lie I no go lose guard Picture me rolling with a resurrected 2pac In the world of refugees everything is helter skelter Dead presidents for food clothes and shelter We used to put these black thoughts on white paper A paradox like a black church and a white savior That's besides the point like a 2 guard Michael Jeffrey Jordan flow that be why I'm too hard I came to bring to the pain a method to this madness 1520 Sedgwick ave that's the address I was on some chill shit these pricks moving cactus Naija dey talk Oshe like a rapper actor Not every skinfolk is kinfolk Niggas po' pimpin like they been broke Mind set is do or die For the cash money sell their soul to the bluest eye Every slum and village is the same that's a jiggy lie But I won't harp on it like a young David did (aye) Karl Kani used to be my favorite (aye) Put these words on a placard We go mek them mugu like LL in a gap ad wearing Fubu When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall And in the back of my mind I hear my memories call In 96 I settled the score It was written I was so smitten by how he was spitting I wanted more Trevor took over the airwaves it was rhymes galore Miseducation was part of my education I'm floored Foxy, Kim, Misdemeanor, Nonchalant, Bahamadia Rza, Gza, Wu-Tang forever 5 percenter fever Get at me dawg I'm slipping I'm falling I'm finding my calling The scars on my face show mourning I'm a big boy now my currency u couldn't reach that A million of yours couldn't equal to these 3 stacks The lexicon is changing ha, money ain't a thing Now every time I come around your city The philosophies plenty, is there life after death Get rich or die trying I'm not holding breath I'm black on both sides I'm being baptized with food and liquor Broken language that's a trigger now let me bring it home Pae mu ka makaa maka Philomena kpitingɛ Native Funk Lords talking drums hum where I'm from A chronic writer Dr's orders do it doggystyle Hi kids do you like violence shoot the pedofiles (Mood muzik) Blueprint not in print but we all use it The Jermaine Cole's the Kendrick Lamar's raising the bar The Stogie T's the Wretch 32's they paid dues The A-Reece the Black Sherif's bringing reprieve The Sampa the Great's the Lil Simz murdering beats How many execs wrote a check for Kool Herc Does the industry show a modicum of respect Celebrate sure but we should reflect Provocateur check my couture I'm fresh to death I give my all till there's nothing left Festo the best secret never kept U.N.I.T.Y what I'm bumping next State of the union end of my address, Hip-Hop (Hooray) REFRAIN You don't know who you are If you don't know where you come from No mystery in history tradition has been passed on Amidst all the glitz, flash, cash and the fandom 50 years in my guy none of this was random You no know who you be If you no know where u come from Yɛnkofa sankofa tradition dey pass on Cedis Nairas Dollars Pounds and all the fandom 50 years in my guy none of this was random You don't know who you are If you don't know where you come from No mystery in history tradition has been passed on (soul food) Amidst all the glitz, flash, cash and the fandom (Reasonable doubt) 50 years in my guy none of this was random College dropout One day it'll all make sense Knowledge reigns supreme This is just a snippet of history 50 years in my guy none of this was random