[Lyric] Ali (JoeMac Da Poet)

We got beef and drama amongst each other, we got black on black, on street corners murdering their own brothers, mothers cant face their kids with the missing fathers, our vision imploding in the daylight and moving away farther and farther, see I ponder on whats to come and what gonna be done, we walkin thru hell with heaven in the distance so we should run....run to the white house and tell em we aint takin shit anymore, they been tryin to bury us under the white house floor even though black sits above it, see I say rise above this hatred and lets start to cater to the non debaters which are us, we cant sit on congressional seats and make decisions, but with surgical percision, we can cut this land open, fix the Bs that plagues us and leave a scar all across the land, land of the expensive, home of the slave, and ill be damn if Im goin to my grave the same way I came in, see I see the pens, writing across the landscapes, shaping out cheap labor and heartaches, I see no race over 13% unless it caucasian descent, I see those who dont decipher the bible, I see yall same Christians showin love to a egg and rabbit, cause hot dammit, you muthaluvas too stupid to see what Constantine did, and now you flooding kids brains with ish jesus aint even say do, you should be tired of lookin in the mirror and seein you, we got too much red vs. blue, 5 vs. 6, blood vs. crips, VL's vs. GD's, the battle should be us vs. the m-i-n-d, cause that where the formation of true war starts, no one has heart anymore, its a bunch of whores lined up to take America's dick, and last I checked, I wasnt born with a pussy, I was born with two balls to put a halt to anything or anyone tryin to bring mischief and grief to my peeps, see those who believe in their words are willing to die for their speech, and I done been reincarnated on numerous occasions, this situation here is a callin out, I call out my ride or dies to clutch the wheel and put that bitch in 2nd gear, cause since they classify us as second tier citizens instead of first class, lets mob they ass for our upgrade, and upgrade your mental at the same time, see you coulda heard this in someone else rhymes, but the difference me and other poets is this, I take shits and they sit when they pis, males included, cause no one wants to be deep rooted anymore, so if this stage floor is my playground, I might as well give you the run around so you can go hide and seek, hide your irrational thoughts and seek true knowledge, I aint talkin bout ish from a textbook in college, im talkin bout real empowerment, gas is at an all time high, but niggas dont wanna fill up their tank, they'd rather ride on scooters and continue to let those up top misuse em, see I choose to abuse em, beat this into the heads of millions until they finally get it, and if you dont, just look at our current currecy, one side of the coin is heads, the other is tails, they tellin you the tales of this place on a quarter, cut the heads off the body and they will control you, lay on your tail and they gonna continue to fuck you, so now i ask my people..