The Powers That Be

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh-huh, yeah Let me talk, yeah [Verse] What good's a cliff if you grab the edge? The lesson's in the fall, you don't know what's war 'cause you haven't bled This lil' rapper asked for advice, here's what I gladly said For every Rick Ross there's a Gary Webb out in Cali dead Remingtons, sawed-off barrels measured at half a leg This ain't for small beefin', it's leavin' your baby calf in shreds Wicked priest, born from a slave, breakin' his fast with bread Holy water, snuck up in the Met Gala to splash celebs Yeah, now just throw your hands in the gray skies Meetings in the yard, they remember Ransom at Bayside Artificial rappers, fictitious anthems and they rise So why practice when Whitey knows the Answer is A.I Ay, I knew this dude that earned him a straight ride Through college and due to that fact he seem like a great guy He say I remind him of 'Pac but an atheist, this ain't no fake pride Never ask the Notorious where his Faith lies Yeah, a distorted life with some clear wishes I'm still a crook And you Dylan Brooks when you see that bear's vicious Here this is me on trial and them scared snitches Get stripped to they drawers and socks, so every nigga could bear witness You know you look foolish when you screw your face in them weird pictures And at the top of this year I wrote a prepared hit list No fans should dare miss this, here listeners Y'all say life is a bitch, but I say treat that bitch like a mere mistress My will is stronger 'cause I am legend And your gift is no longer special when I am present A ruler but the vibe is pleasant Stay humble 'cause only the blood of a king Could quench the vicious thirst of a dying peasant I prophesize this entire blessing You should watch the eyes 'cause it coincides with a liar's preference My aggression used to be violent tussles and fired weapons Now I'm W.D. Fard with God to apply these lessons Yeah, all the government do is stunt your life Won't gamble with my soul,I was five years old when I spun the dice The son of Christ reincarnated, slated to blunt your hype I'm Malcolm at this stage I engage with shots when in front of mic Nothin' nice, remember I'm known for sellin' a ton of white What's hard-headed? I never negotiate when it come to price Who wanna slice? I barely repeat myself and say somethin' twice And if so, you should expect a finger from me like Uncle Ice Yeah, I seen it all and I'm still intact You raised a villain, so you can't have feelings on how that villain acts I stand strong amongst all the allegations and ill attacks I deal with facts, the layers of lies applied I'ma peel 'em back Yeah, all them tales you tell in them verses Now ask yourself, was it worth it? A clown inside a palace could never become a king But the kingdom and the palace could now be turned to a circus