Step N2 My Cipher

I'm fully prepared to kill your hypocrisy With the fire that be coming behind my poetry So all you mad lyricists yall all are so funny to me To fool yourselves into believing that yall can get with me So better yet, just ease your minds and follow the snare Because like the Staple Singers i'm going to take you there As i shoot these hollow tip lyrics deep into your ears And get your hearts anticipating this world premiere Yo, i'm not your typical poet instead i'm just fed up Like two Alpha male rams I’m about to head up It’s time to put an end to all this controversy surrounding me And how I can flip different styles of floetry I' am a space aged being that’s smoking like sage Important enough to be written on a history page Because I'm like a psychopath on stage getting high off of rage That's why the system will never be able to put my mind in a cage Believe it, i'm scientific better yet terrific Drop the kick and the bass and watch me go ballistic For real i get real mystic with a piece of paper and a pen Flowing over tracks like the West African Goddess of the winds Because it's time to bring a change to this spoken word game Minds can't elevate with the same ole same Style of music you hear being pumped over the radio air I'm not looking for a record deal that's why i don't care It doesn't matter because i'll still be the best poet of the year While you haters are standing on the sidelines ready to cheer Hating the fact that you couldn't surpass Me even while you were running around kissing ass You wanted me to fail but that will never happen Because i came out my mother's womb spitting poetry and rapping Just to let you haters know that i was born to rock That's why my music will end up being more classical then Bach You see my flow is forever free like the ocean's energy Bringing power like an entity that the average eye can not see I will heal you from head to toe like i was Dr Sebi Break those chains from around your brain And set you consciously free You see i am naturally equipped to bring you that kind of cure Because i am spiritually authorized to build you up Like i was a Moor Spitting like an ole school emcee, let me put it to you simply I'm so intelligent that i don't need to start beefs for fame and envy That's why you will never catch a person like me Being played on Mtv Because I'm all about freeing minds not keeping them in slavery And all you jealous enemies and plastic poets know this Because i'm too busy setting my people free like the female Moses This is war so I guess I had to get this off my chest And put a strategy together like I was playing chess Cowards be trying to put spells on me Because they know I’m blessed But I got something for their dumb asses When they are ready to test The forces behind me are greater then what they will ever know That’s why my fan base is spreading like AIDS Throughout the ghetto My third eye is watching that’s why I had to question What I’m seeing How the music business is turning people Into their demonic beings That’s why hell’s bells are ringing and bringing In the lost souls singing Got them looking like a dead man’s body Hanging from a tree swinging Yo did I mention that my visions are extensions of a higher reality By passing your ideas of having a successful career In this music industry Behind all the bullshit, the propaganda and the little white lies The house niggers, the sell outs and the government spies I’m a student of Ogun who’s like a warlock on a broom With the powers to get you open like an Ancient Egyptian tomb You think that shit you be trying to spit is organic but it’s not I can teach you the true dynamics of real soul music and hip hop Mastery 33 degrees of me so you suckers better learn to see That I am not like anything you every heard about in this galaxy So you might want to look me up and read about me in a Thesaurus Because I be on some other shit like Imhotep, Ra and Horus You see the compositions of my thoughts are like waves of frequencies That can make you think I was the black Di Vinci from another century Because I am a rebel with a cause sent by the mothers of the universe That’s why I can put angel dust matter on each and every poetic verse To wake you up with a underground sound you never seen or heard of before Liberating and infiltrating like that spook who be sitting by the door You don’t wanna battle because I’ll out build you, spit something to fulfill you Call something unseen down from the sky that will kill you I drop gems without compromising that can hold their own My spiritual hymns will make vibrations swim Throughout your skull and bones You see because suckers be playing the black arts Like it’s a game of monopoly While the white man still be playing them out like his slaves And property You sell out! while I got that Marcus Garvey vision Reincarnated in me I am the streets!!!!, and only the city blocks separate me from me I’m the method for the madness so you need to turn me up Before religious cults and politicians try to burn me up But it doesn't really matter yo, because I’ll be resurrected Like Christ To continue my mission for my ancestors and being lyrically nice You see the knowledge of myself is my addiction While your ignorance is your infliction from being fiction My compositions are the opposition against a uncle tom’s position That will even make your deacon wanna nod and take a listen You see real recognize real so flip a coin and pick your choice I can either damage your ego or put a hurting on your voice If need be I can get the spirits of my ancestors to fight for me Have you smashed like a flea for fucking with this emcee You fools aren't ready for this African witch doctor flow When I get cold like snow and hypnotize you like Jim Crow Make that kind of music to elevate your mind like Ginkgo Coming to you poetically and politically correct like Steven Biko So step into my cipher and watch me raise the dead To open up your eyes as if you had a gun to your head I’m a trained killer, a self-taught blind man’s healer That will bring that business to you like a real drug dealer You see you coons be afraid of that kind of freedom talks Scared to have a cipher where Malcolm’s spirit walks You fools act like you know me out here on these streets I grew up on these streets, lived and slept on these streets So what you think you think you really about me Is nothing but an illusion because I am black, proud and free So at the gate of hate in this American hell I stand With the powers of Ifa inside the palms of my hands So if you ask me how I can make a dead man raise his brow I will tell you on the plow without a cow til earth til now I am one of the greatest in this game of spitting out words That give flight to my plight from the earth to the sky like birds That’s right I’m a ghetto Gothic visionary a super duper star Scaling your brain like Jimmy Hendricks’s electric guitar So step into my cipher and watch me make it rain To free you my nigger from the chains around your brain I swear from borough to borough from ghetto to ghetto With oral tones that create prism of universal sounds That vibrate civil liberties clothed in truth and ethnic diversity That even Walt Whitman couldn't fuck with!!!!!