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Feel It

 

It gots to be in ya, not on ya

I’m talkin soul baby

This the red black and green

We solid gold baby

Ain’t no rest for the weary, I gotsta go baby

Cuz time tickin on the bomb, listen

 

I’m tryin to figure what the rhyme missin

I’m tired of seein all this swine in my mom’s kitchen

I’m tired of seein brothers counterfeitin

Phips, do tell

No need, cuz time gon tell

Like shit do smell

Peace, king

Yeah that fits you well

Heard that heaven awaits those that have been through hell

Make that dip in your walk twice as funky as the shit in your talk

Be a dog about it

Show em ain’t no bitch in your bark

See, they hate what they can’t understand

Fear what they can’t conquer

I’m the father of man, so show me honor

When we organized and form us a plan

Then we a problem

As long as we divided, be honest nigga, they got us

As long as we stand in line for J’s, nigga, they got us

The cure to all our problems, they lie in our economics

See the barber pay the mechanic

Mechanic pay the doctor

And that’s how you circulate the dollar

Hope you follow

 

It gots to be in ya, not on ya

I’m talkin soul baby

This the red black and green

We solid gold baby

Phips is bridgin the gap, now pay the toll baby

Cuz time tickin on the bomb, listen

 

Tired of dependin on a politician

And time for us to organize and start politickin

Time to share some power-nomics witcha

Test your will by fastin

I’ll Ramadan it witcha

Promote some optimism

Like if you wanna, yes you can can

Anything that you could dream of, you could have man

The fact that we’re king of the planet, that’s just the half man

Guess who’s queen, out of God’s crop

Guess who’s cream

So that’s why we gotta stack ours up

I’m talking black power up

Cuz our movement

Gotta be backed by us

And ain’t no talkin, we gotta back ours up

So I advise you to follow suit

And if you gon start it, then follow through

Instead of marching, I rather we go to the market

Buy supplies in demand, why don’t we largen the margin

And orchestrate it that we’re incorporated

And if we procreate, then make sure we inform our babies

That we are the owner of gold

And seller of soul

Cuz it got to be in ya and not on ya baby

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