Tha Ultimate Thug
Started 1056pm 05-31-09
Tha Ultimate Thug
Even when the sandman's tryna catch my eye, I'm peepin tha true time
Katz makin pitiful excuses for reasons that they gotta do crime
I listen to em all an at tha end I simply shake my head
Gunshots ring out, "Good Nite Brutha!", tha noise can wake tha dead
Somebody's plan is workin all just too well
My people still caught up on stupidity, chasin paper an jew-els
Our Father who art in heaven who gave us this an the yesterdays
Forgive us for what we do, I'm trying to survive even when I'm not on my best days
Chastised at work, so I make my way home
8 hours of b-s, I should leave and stay gone
I take the stance of the Lotus and proceed to non-exist
That's a different state where negativity can't persist
No resistance at all as I simply follow the path of Oneness
I do as my forefathers and theirs before have always done this
My birthright was threatened under the presumption that I was a threat
I'm ill because I was treated as such under a treaty of blood and sweat
Hypocrites gave hypothesis' on all the why's and what's
Even today AFTER ALL THAT WE HAVE GIVEN, THEY STILL CALL US LIES AND SLUTS
Brother, can you help me help you so that we can help our whole condition
or am I just'a brutha makin noise singin' tha same ol same ol in this rendition
I'm BLASTHEME homey, allow me to introduce my transfigurated mind
I segregated myself from the annals of indoctrinations through concentration and time
Education was fine til she tried to make me fall in love
She was seductive in her ways, Miss Education, the Ultimate THUG
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