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9. _ Mecca to Watts
[Nefertiti]
Ay!
Black prophet, ya better believe, born to stop it
Yes I was, asalaam alaikum, not sayin I'm no apostle
Sometimes I pack a pistol, revolution calls
Ya better believe, from Mecca to Watts I'm speakin to all of, y'all
This (?? ??) will be the Final Call
So listen now, if you will sit back and let me speak the truth
Verbal in your wisdom, amounts to sayin nothin troop
Revolution calls, so pick up the gun it's on the run
Hip-Hop here, Africa here, now some live in fear
No fear, I clean myself don't put my backpack on the shelf
so's I can feed myself..
So follow me now, supposedly, we walk the road of bein free
Take it personal G, I'm speakin the truth and bitin the fruits
Drop the seeds get off your knees, don't be beggin Allah for mercy
Allah God, ain't no time for false prophets
Pullin metaphors out my pocket, I need to stop it
Grab the snake, by his head, make sure when you passin through
Ya best believe, from Mecca to Watts, I'm speakin to all of, you
Tell me revolution didn't come true, in ninety-two
I took 'em down from Western, to Slausson, along with you
Hypocrite no liar, I didn't burn 'em down for nuttin
From Mecca to Watts you best believe though, show yo' face
Unless you holdin up the place, be movin on
Revelation come, I won't be singin no song
Tryin to push no mountin, or bathin in no fountain
Move them apples out my face I coulda sworn I drank 'em down
Not tryin to be profound hysteria (?) I'm bringin 'em down
Still some, they hide behind the cross, now who's the boss?
Just because I meditate, doesn't mean I think I'm great
The devil, you're meddlin with my fate, nope we're not too late
Drop them on your left and, pick up your right arm
I-S-L-A-M don't think I'm slangin Islam
My people, they're witnesses the strongest in the belly of the beast
I say pack a piece, (?) just don't give me no grief
To say the least, now Jeffrey Dahmer had a piece
I step on the scene, friction (?) so you can see me
You know what I mean, tell-lie-vision will deceive you
At the age of three, you'll never be no good nigga
And I suppose you believe the devil
How you figure revolution comes
You better believe I'm pullin the trigger
Some sit back, and they choose to be rememberin
I'm stompin in my Timberlands, I'm comin at ya
African, marketplace, nod or sing or show my face
Reminiscin on, how we used to be, huggin and kissin
Now we con-dit-ioned
So follow me now, supposedly, we walk the road of bein free
Spiritual acceptance, inside your residence
Lookin inside yourself, somethin what's on your mind
Now that we're ropin and copin on the straight and narrow path
Don't be, hidin behind no superficial laughs
I guess I'm drinkin dirty water can't afford no Evian
From Mecca to Watts you best believe the revolution's on
Elijah Muhammad said, that many of us are soon to rise
Blue sky high-rises open up your eyelids
And realize, you're a gift kid by finger usin
That some of the words, that I speak, nope I'm not abusin
Walk with me, lead the weak, not your everyday
politician but I'm slangin thoughts no cost to the boss
Just take what's yours of course, our legacy was stole
Wu-alaikum salaam, from Mecca to Watts, and that's how it goes
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16. _ No Nonsense
[Nefertiti]
In, ninety-three, that's how it's gonna be (*repeat 7X*)
[Nefertiti - over previous sample, starting 4th repeat]
Cease and seckle that nonsense
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
Cease and seckle that nonsense
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
{*scratched: "kill that mess"*}
[Nefertiti]
I write rhymes, take it like catch my flight and carry-on
I drop bombs like your moms when she blowin up the spot
Damn why not? I get hot hot like fire
Slick like Shaft, nah me think about me retirin
I get deep, niggaz ain't tryin to sleep
SO PEEP IT OUT
[Guru]
Suckers, just don't get the picture
We'll hit you up quick, and the crew is nuff sick
So stick to, stick to the point pass the blunt
Cause chumps are ridin on the joint
Murderers they come in all shapes and sizes
Evil fools meet doom, as my crime booms loudest
How's this, for wreckin shop, cause you should stop
[Nefertiti - over scratch]
Cease and seckle that nonsense
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
Cease and seckle that nonsense
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
[Nefertiti]
I liberate your mind and what you find I climb inside
The bare facts is what's attractin you to nap me
Still plays like loops salute my troops of course I blow my horn
What you find is I'm blind to the fact I don't
Search or bluff so boy you're BEST TO STEP BACK
[Guru]
Observe nerd, word is bond we are notorious
Got some suckers wishin that I wasn't so serious
You can front for a while, like you ain't with it though
But I'm deckin chumps quick, as if I was Riddick Bowe
From Brooklyn and peace to L.A., time to slay
Cause the weak-minded can't find it
[Nefertiti - over scratch]
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
Cease and seckle that nonsense
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
Cease and seckle that nonsense
[Guru]
What kid? You're buggin; I think you need to taste real skill
Now you feel ill, and next is Nef's dirll
[Nefertiti]
In God I trust, I'm kickin up nuff dust so
Scream oh scream if you feel like screamin
Villains have no soul, you tamper with my seed to
Discover the truths of my inside's black born
The, shit you kickin, I'm flippin cause you blow my mind
(Ah-yo!) Still standin, demandin and consume my time
I can't explain the stain on yo' brain
Why don't you rattle your slave chain, take it to the shotgun range
My voice gets wet, so put me back up on the set
Check the script, cause kid you need to quit
{*scratched: "kill that mess"*}
[Nefertiti - over scratch]
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
Cease and seckle that nonsense
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
Cease and seckle that nonsense
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
Cease and seckle that nonsense
Cease and seckle that nonsense kid
Cease and seckle that nonsense
[Nefertiti]
In, ninety-three, that's how it's gonna be (*repeat 4X*)
Hmm, yeah
I want to give a shout out to the Zulu Nation
(The Zulu Nation) The Zulu Nation
My homegirl Lyte and all those that paved the way
Oh what more can I say?
I, still dig through the rubble for that nigga named Trouble
But, I guess that's how it goes
And my, peoples in L.A. (yeahhh)
Uhh, the folks in L.A. (Brooklyn)
Brooklyn's in the house (yeahhh)
I said Brooklyn's in the house
[Guru]
Peace out why'all, and check it out
Stop the nonsense
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