[Lyric] Route of All Evil (ATM, Six The Don)

[Intro: Five Percenter]
Just stay according to mathematics
And you gon’ build beyond the existence God
They can't touch you!
(They arms too short to box with God.)
They can't touch you!
We ain't got to be ruthless that's what they want
They want us to act like niggers
Savages in the pursuit of what?
(Happiness)
We not savages, we righteous people
And how they can tell the difference between us?
Is our ways of what? Acting
[Verse One: ATM]
I ventured in this world out my home
Totally out my dome
No pops to teach a young man
How to act grown
So I learned that on my own
With the bro’s in the fox hole
Mimicking thе Corleone’s
Supplied by thе Vatos
And no. I ain’t pray to Christ
I prayed to Chapo
And then the reign came down
In gold bottles
But what niggas in position
Fail to tell
Is the pursuit of happiness
Is the pathway towards hell
Watch me peel
Down the route of all evil
Most the homies came with me
Now the trusts we keeps illegal
I sure as hell ain’t thrive
By telling lies
You only grow
When your words and actions align
You out here
Drawing each other the wrong maps
For that
Social environment we forced to combat
You see
I shook hands with a killer on a Sunday
And when brought to my attention
I was mundane
Cause it's in them killing fields
Where we once played
And now that trauma’s so normal
It’s just Monday
Momma sung us lullabies
As the guns sprayed
And all it takes is one stray
A one year old
Just took one the other day
And he was less than one mile
From where my one year old lays
Now as a father I caved
Into my dark mind
These are dangerous days
And I got dangerous ways
We’re all from a different time
I know we share the same space
But our morales ain't the same
And I hope I make that plain for you to see
That I am King
Spoke some intentions to the sea
Invisible wolf head
On the head of The Chief
For the grief
[Chorus: The Honorable Minister Farrakhan]
Cause after you fight like hell to get there
Then money and manipulation take over
You've got money but you don't have your manhood
You've got money, can ride well, live well
But you're not at peace
You feel an emptiness inside

[Verse Two: Six The Don]
Like Godfather The Sequel
Bloodlines rooted in evil
Taught to kill our own people
Serve injections that’s lethal
Shits like threading needles
I cut corners and creeped through
Sinning for the love
Of panoramic roofed vehicles
How could you understand
The feeling of illegal
When it’s normalized?
So in hindsight I’m like who’s teaching you?
Haters arrive they say lines like,“I see you.”
You best watch ya vibe
Or this nine
Will leave you see through
Thats taught to us as a fetus
In the fetal
Hand pressed against my temple
Restored
I’m like Ezekiel
For Aventador doors
I falls like Lucifer
I’m walking on water
My thoughts, they never flawed
Who want war with the boy?
Run through them all
Luke Sky Walker talk
My force ignite the swords
I seen my parents divorce
That set it off
All the pain and love lost
Tornado’d the perfect storm
I’m treating broads like whores
That’s Sodom and Gomorrah
Few joints I cut and tossed I swear
Looked like Kimora
Furthermore
Lord forgive a niggas course
Shit, I knew I was off
But had fears of being offed
That’s Devil talk
Camouflaged like Vietcong
Deceitful tongues sometimes
Exceed a gun
Indeed it’s on!
Root of evil in my palms
Designer fabrics that I dawned
It never dawned on me I’m wrong
I’ve seen niggas bells rung
Wasn’t alarmed
So come hell or high water
Im a be calm
To be Billionaire from the slums
That’s what I want
Just to pass the shit back to my sons
So they could front
(Uh)
[Outro: The Honorable Minister Farrakhan]
You're killing our people with that
And we got to recognize
Death when we see it man
Death can come out of your mouth
As well as out of a gun
Either you're killing your people
Or you're raising them
You decide