Rez Burna - Farrakhan Lyrics

You know
Rez Burna
Look
I ain't trynna hear about what we used to be
The question is
What we gone do now
Poverty stricken
Niggas been giving up all that they got but ain't got what they giving
A pot for to piss in
Livin but not in position just begging the opps for to listen
No stopping the mission
I make em stop at attention
Deep down in the South see da tension like class clowns
Whole lotta pain for to pass down
Stand on my name and my background
Trapped in a fire
Begged for a shot now they giving out Pfizer
Nigga been done with the talk
Nigga tired of the back and forth we all know they a liar
I won't even talk about what we did prior
If you won't raw em out when a bitch try ya
Child of the sun knew my calling was higher
Even as a juvenile Black Magic on the tires
Got that fire pariah to many
Prince Akeem on my side is a semi
Yella Nation Golden Lord
A golden globe you know you know I keep a fo for niggas trynna
Gimme what I ask fo
That's a land of our own and some cash flow
You ain't righted the wrongs from the past ho
But you want me to stand for the flag though
Gotta have a true knowledge of self
Could've done shit at the time that'll help
Niggas walk around with the mind of the help
A decline in the wealth they be grimy in stealth
Fight for the top got my eyes on a belt
I'ma take what I want with the time that I'm dealt
I can say what I want cuz I'm signed to myself
Bitch
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's a marathon
Pants sag
Keep a bag like a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's a marathon
Pants sag
Keep a bag like a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to bomb
Who are you determined to be
Seek from within and confirm it to me
Seen who you been
Alternative
Call it discernment niggas born Black but ain't earned it
Hatred and love are a natural occurrence
Directions are different
Paths are concurrent
I disagree that you have for to learn it
One plus one equals three to the learned
I could break it down to the metaphysics
But a nigga ratchet so I rather spit it
In a way I know the whole class will get it
Want liberation but you passive wit it
Have the world investing in the casket business
I don't ask forgiveness
I attack relentless
556's for the Willie Lynch's and oppressors worried bout Nation business
Ain't here to talk about building bridges
I'm a kill-monger
Bring real drama
Straight up out the jungle like a Viet-conger
I'ma step on em
Make em think his momma remarried to me
Yeah they gone ask for to bury the beef
The ones in control always ask for the peace
Just another way to keep yo ass on a leash
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's a marathon
Pants sag
Keep a bag like a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's a marathon
Pants sag
Keep a bag like a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to bomb

You know
Rez Burna
Look
I ain't trynna hear about what we used to be
The question is
What we gone do now
Poverty stricken
Niggas been giving up all that they got but ain't got what they giving
A pot for to piss in
Livin but not in position just begging the opps for to listen
No stopping the mission
I make em stop at attention
Deep down in the South see da tension like class clowns
Whole lotta pain for to pass down
Stand on my name and my background
Trapped in a fire
Begged for a shot now they giving out Pfizer
Nigga been done with the talk
Nigga tired of the back and forth we all know they a liar
I won't even talk about what we did prior
If you won't raw em out when a bitch try ya
Child of the sun knew my calling was higher
Even as a juvenile Black Magic on the tires
Got that fire pariah to many
Prince Akeem on my side is a semi
Yella Nation Golden Lord
A golden globe you know you know I keep a fo for niggas trynna
Gimme what I ask fo
That's a land of our own and some cash flow
You ain't righted the wrongs from the past ho
But you want me to stand for the flag though
Gotta have a true knowledge of self
Could've done shit at the time that'll help
Niggas walk around with the mind of the help
A decline in the wealth they be grimy in stealth
Fight for the top got my eyes on a belt
I'ma take what I want with the time that I'm dealt
I can say what I want cuz I'm signed to myself
Bitch
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's a marathon
Pants sag
Keep a bag like a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's a marathon
Pants sag
Keep a bag like a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to bomb
Who are you determined to be
Seek from within and confirm it to me
Seen who you been
Alternative
Call it discernment niggas born Black but ain't earned it
Hatred and love are a natural occurrence
Directions are different
Paths are concurrent
I disagree that you have for to learn it
One plus one equals three to the learned
I could break it down to the metaphysics
But a nigga ratchet so I rather spit it
In a way I know the whole class will get it
Want liberation but you passive wit it
Have the world investing in the casket business
I don't ask forgiveness
I attack relentless
556's for the Willie Lynch's and oppressors worried bout Nation business
Ain't here to talk about building bridges
I'm a kill-monger
Bring real drama
Straight up out the jungle like a Viet-conger
I'ma step on em
Make em think his momma remarried to me
Yeah they gone ask for to bury the beef
The ones in control always ask for the peace
Just another way to keep yo ass on a leash
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's a marathon
Pants sag
Keep a bag like a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to
Yella Nation
No relation
Think I'm Farrakhan
Situations need a straighten
It's a marathon
Pants sag
Keep a bag like a carry on
Bitch I'm mad
I will do you bad
You must think that I'm afraid to bomb