Affirmative Action (Acappella)

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Avatar the Articulate ft. Animosity, Kevlar, Rashida Davis, and Apex-Tech - "Affirmative Action" [Emcee(s): Animosity, Kevlar, Avatar the Articulate (AKA Avie Fresh), and Rashida Davis] [Producer(s): Avie Fresh (AKA Avatar the Articulate) and One-Take] [Additional Vocals: Apex-Tech] [Intro: Apex-Tech] Yo, yo, Av, what's good, man? It's your man Apex. You know that the fort doubles and It Was Written, man. Apex, Avatar, Kevlar, Animosity. Necks beware, for real [Verse 1: Animosity] Yo, sit back, relax, catch a contact, sip your cognac And let's all puff on these haters until cardiac Show me mics, I'll body that. Don't let me start my hobby that Started breeding copycats. Mind over matter Your grind never add up. I'ma sell it for palate, building Lines like my clavicles, you had to snooze, shatter Rules, savage who orchestral on the airplay Call me Ken Burns, I'll build flows in a rare way Units? I don't care about. 16's? I air 'em out Lyrical mason impatient, stars in constellation Sipping toxic mixtures with bars is how I ace 'em Y'all micro-prison is hardly a threat to my religion I'm hype and living light-years above the tribal living Sleep in black holes, survive the trace of spiral vision Breathe from the sunspot, the eighth cadet now rocks As paradox, my fuming ox too powerful for human hearts [Verse 2: Kevlar] Criminal thoughts in a new Porsche, I'm trying not to make the Fed wall They're trying to build a RICO, 858 'cause Pedico, but hobby said my S 65 is for The people so they could know I put on for my city, spend A hundred racks to bring my town back, and that's fact—check The stats, and it's all the thanks that I get. Hope Obama give me pardon like Forté or Osama, fake My death and throw my body out to sea—see, I'm a Brooklyn bomber And my pen and Krylon still say: Kevlar Wonder So what's the problem? I saw my only shot and took it I got hits like Oswald, I'll bribe the blue or the silence I'm Illuminati's finest—why you think I'm draped in The finest? Dough in my pocket, I never get knocked Or take a minus. Took an oath in The Empire room and now I'm The flyest, C-double-X—now let's remind 'em [Verse 3: Avatar the Articulate (AKA Avie Fresh)] Ayyo My mind is seeing through your design, your corporatocracy Ninety-Nine Percenters is bent up, so they rock with me My pen catches bodies like moshing—I bet you probably Didn't know that moshing would start at a reggae party, see? Women do Pilates just so I can use their bodies, get Loot in lobbies like politician kids—just listen properly I'll swerve like a slalom in Gotham City. Frolicking You scream watching me, you rap babies are so colicky Profiting all the time—if not money, then love. What's a Monetary unit with money? You can't build grub. It's a Form of a chain. Now my chains are made of gold When the money folds, tell me just what money holds. Money Bought a Rolls—didn't recoup, so we owes Hoes get low on poles to pay bills and tolls We're grown. If you don't give us jobs, then we gotta make 'em Create 'em out of thin air or the vapor [Verse 4: Rashida Davis] When the stacks is narrow, it's time to think out the box Illegal papers even slow, narrow knots in them socks Ain't no jobs in the dirty, unemployment's higher in Georgia New Yorkers get sidelined, 'fore you hired, you fired Big banks drop like tops, Cadillac recession Where the bailout money? Occupiers is pressing Wall Street needs suicides like the Great Depression, mass Aggression, power to the people protesting We're the Ninety-Nine occupying, no occupation, rocking Pickets, no punch-clocks, brown bags and lunchbox Catch and ride blocks, trying to clean up grot from crack rocks Open up shops to sell du-rags and sweatsocks Retail's slow, can't stop slinging. Their cashiers ringing, keep The roof up and a new truck, and if he can stay in nubuck Their registers, no new bucks. Like blind Brits, they can't see In the projies, praise Allah with visions of Gandhi