The Century

(Hook – Jonathan Emile & Angela Nashed) Melodies like memories of where we are Memories like melodies of where we are In the dissonance of time… (Verse 1 - Jonathan Emile) It's been a long time coming Harriet Tubman, a brother stay running Towards freedom flyer than the blackbird How these dudes lack thought but never words? The Century is power My crew shows up with the 11 nines like the twin towers I’m the 12th disciple Never need a rifle Swearing on the Bible Take oath and break the cycle Yeah I'm in the house like Barack Obama Bowtie so fly, I know they want to bring drama Dem too small fi we Only a slave to my destiny I shall succeed Intelligent black men are endangered Polar, Grizzly, Panda I bear it all Feeling like DuBois at Niagara Falls Step fresh call it moonwalk like Armstrong, Houston copy this they can't not Represent the whole future and the have-nots I have lots, homie get your own Times a chaperone You are not alone (Verse 2 - Buckshot) You never could keep a good man down In the hood man down Mean the cops is around Do you hear the sound? Do you feel the ground or the cuffs? It don’t matter cause soon as you turn around there’s a snuff Enough we puff to the memories when they freed us Went from slaves to made leaders God lead us on the path of righteous Cause I might just slip up and clip up like this Extra mags, few extra bags Who’s next to crash save the best for last Oh yes the flags is raised for war I just can’t take it no more I got to score Raise up, blaze up Got my mind made up now I’m ready for the change up Marcus, Martin, Malcolm We came a long way when they say how come I tell them it’s