New Nat Turners

I’m tired of Black murders If they the new slaves we the New Nat Turners No bodyguards no entourage We them Cinque niggas taking the Amistad Bombaclad we need to fast like Ramadan The industry’s a bunch of fake heros like Comic-Con Behind that mask you Robert Downey jr My sheros got a 2 million bounty on her future Mutulu’s locked in San Bernardino County as a shooter You some go a long to get a long howie y’all neutered I’m a mother f*cking Truther My truth scars you gonna need a mother f*cking suture Don’t let these new Stephen ass niggas recruit ya Cause when Monsieur Candie gets tired he gonna mute ya And I ain’t Django either I ain’t waiting for no white man to come and give me my freedom I won’t join em I’ll beat em leave em rottin in the hot sun Rockin em with the shotgun Shotta I’m the top one Tell the coroner box em eulogize then drop em If the chose is freedom or death then what’s the option? Oh y’all them RG3 niggas Smiling at the camera them happy that y’all can please niggas I’m Barack but Fonzworth is a marine nigga Deep like the mind of Farrakhan I’m on my dean nigga That’s why I never believe niggas Oh you got them instagrams how come we never see pictures Then claim God but never read scriptures So we worship fame because a celebrities richer So Jesus becomes Yeezus Then I guess Kim Kardashian is Mary Magdalene And all her sins are cleansed through the camera lens But then again maybe I’m just rambling Line up these industry CEOs and let me battle them Show Jimmy Iovine the crime scene with his headless brethren and tell him sign these And when I hear sirens disconnect his neck from his spine clean The difference my spitting is the equivalent of using ya high beams All I want is you and ya mind freed the time needs Way more than a nice beat and a rhyme scheme Cause all that bull shit y’all talking don’t fertilize seeds I heard it takes 2 chains to make a slave One on your physical frame and one on ya brain And once they got ya mental enslaved it runs like a train So what are you really saying when you claim you stuck in the game See they create corporations cause they never wanted fame So the nigga that you see is the nigga that’s underpaid Damn just another slave I’m Jean-Jacques Dessalines I swing a mother f*cking blade