From the recording Black Codes
Lyrics
verse 1:
(Aiyo yo.,) atop the Burj Khalifa, I thought of merged features/
And how we never save to invest, but splurge on sneakers/
Our teachers keep trying, but they fail to reach us/
Stunted from egregious policy procedures/
Tried to build like Nimrod, but it feels we been scarred/
When they delete your words and replace you like a sim card/
Them? They lack heart, cardiothoracic/
And I'm a surgeon, merging ancient art forms of classics/
This is ancestral habits, descendant rap addict/
That built the pyramids from complex mathematics/
Genius craftsmen, no accidental happenings/
Civilized, economic, cultural practicing/
And I ain't promoting worshiping memorial objects/
I'm just trying to give y'all some historical context/
Trying to piece together what really happened to progress/
And how we went from ruling as kings to living in projects/
We lived off the land, the rivers sustained us/
But now the media, drugs and guns done stained us/
Predators and felons is how they frame us/
But water hoses and German shepherds could never tame us/
At home, I'm a survivor, but i feel like a stranger/
They say race divides us, well I'm the remainder/
But freedom exchanged at preceding arraignments/
The black man - a species endangered/
hook:
How many marchers, fighters and protesters, we have left?/
The Blacks, the Browns, Hispanics and the Aztecs.
The potent, quoting, outspoken with the brash texts/
The artists, the poets, the thinkers we're the last left/
verse 2:
There's an elephant in the room, we gotta' discuss it/
So many Blacks voted for Trump, that's pumping Uncle Ruckuss/

