Young, Gifted and Black

                                  [Minister Farrakhan talking] 

So out of the MERCY of Allah 

and the law, written in our nature 

We call an individual, into existence 

And when that individual, I make no apologies 

for what I'm about to say... 





Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill 

To obey okay so let the man build 

Words of rapture that you have to capture 

And I just slapped ya 

With the hand full of literature 



That's dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw 

Rappers I replace, rub out, and erase 

Competition you must be on freebase 

Smoking or choking, bound to be broken 

Man, get your damn hands off the mic that I'm choking! 

Cause I got a strangehold 



You're still cold off the road for the role you stole 

Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out 

Crossed-over, lost over here, now get the hell out 

I'm not a pop star, rock and roller 

I'm a rebel, BLESSED, able to hold a mic like a hammer, and drop grammar 



Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him 

Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute 

They get the boot and played like a flute 

So just play mute, don't even whisper 

Open your mouth to speak and I'm diss ya 

Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue 

Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady 



In other words, you're half-stepping 

Tiptoeing, get going because my weapon 

Is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun 

But when it come to hype rhymes I got one 

Just like the album is still the same 

Long live the Kane, ain't a damn thing changed 



I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill 

to fill your grill so don't tell me you're real 

We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us 



?tchk Man, you still be home with arthritis! 

If we didn't revive them, bring back alive 

Old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn't survive 

You'd be another memory to us 

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust 

So understand, the way that I live 

That's positive and the message I got to give 

It's a benefit for you and me 

I'm talking bout P.E.A.C.E. 



The chosen one that has turned a new leaf 

I got gold teeth, and they don't chew beef 

No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish 

The Kane falling victim ?tchk Sucker, you wish 



I flow like water, slaughter 

Put you out of order.. floored ya! 

Rappers are ragging and tagging and snagging and bragging 

to be on the bandwagon, but I'm the Last Dragon 



With the knack to attract the pack 

so just GET BACK, I'm young, gifted and black 

And just go with the flow you know 

In the place to be with my man Marley Marl 

Sending this out to Divine Force 

Can't forget my main man Heavy D 



And to my good brothers EPMD 

And to my man Ice-T over on the West Coast 

Can't forget cool Moe Dee, Busy Bee, MC Lyte, the Audio Two 

I say, peace!