Pharoahe Monch Halie Selassie Karate lyrics

I said I ain't gangsta even though I grew up in the hood
I just wanna to feed my people so misunderstood
Struggling, hustling, trying to make it right
I just wanna spread the light to help us free our minds

Well, oh yeah
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E pluribus unum ,all seeing eye, ocular exam
The apocalypse back by popular demand
Innocuous but still leave a stage with blood in my hand
For the populous, put a fist in the sky

License to kill italicized into my I.D. Iraqi illuminati
Haile Selassie Karate, John "The Beast" Mugabi
King Jaffe in the lobby with the fur made of a lion
They eye of Horus, Mt. Zion vibrant
Prominent constellations of Orion

The reason why my stars are in alignment
The renegade, an Allahu Akbar rock star
Tossing homemade grenades CD's at NYPD cop cars

Just to get the revolution to pop off
Fraudulent stock funded with Louis Vuitton knockoffs

Hijacking helicopters to detonate your metropolis
While I'm in the cockpit politicking like Stephanopoulos
And my esophagus is quite atomic when I vomit
It's bio-engineered ergonomics
The formula truth divided by innovative Ebonics
Times Goose lime crushed ice and a splash of tonic

Nigga, my past lives are astronomic
Smoking hash in a cathedral with Nostradamus at mass
Discussing Martin Luther's 'Free at last' speech
Step on my British Walker's, get your ass beat

I said I ain't gangsta even though I grew up in the hood
I just wanna feed my people, so misunderstood
Struggling, hustling, trying to make it right
I just wanna spread the light to help us free our minds