1 Tribe

Seeking for enemy Sending the remedy Makin a fool to be
Looking for the people
Shrinking me mentally make it my specialty Sprinkllin demons
And fetching for da people
Freaking the penalty make it my bitch
Catchin the bodies and leaving a stench
Front with the lovers and Play with the haters and time had been chasing for
you to be ditched
What we gotta do where we gotta be Bring it to the end
Neva gonna see the light of any credit to be given
Lurkin through da fires bringing all da ashes
Put ya nose to it Sniff it
Eyes of a Killah Neva survivors
Letting the happiness live 1 time
Only the one that be spittin in bell
Mission that I’m gonna reach 1 tribe
Leaving all of my traces
Stencil out on the pages
Keeping up on the pacing
Bloody path is awaiting
Take a look at discog
Everything be related
Me and tribe on track team
Neva Runnin no fake shit
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1 man with a whole squad
Many styles only 1 palm
Never dealt with pretenders
We ain’t takin on no fraud
People claim they the shit
People claim they a god
Many people can’t see the tribe
When 1 man does it all
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1 man with a whole squad
Many styles only 1 palm
Never dealt with pretenders
We ain’t takin on no fraud
People claim they the shit
People claim they a god
Many people can’t see the tribe
When 1 man does it all
Where do we go
Been sailing in a simulation
All the scenery hit me 2020
Hella chaos cause the end is coming
True colors being shown now
Blue life had to bring it back with supremacy just to start the crowd
Wonder why the buildings burning down
Lotta yall with your narrow visions
Never can u see the bigger picture
If we were to turn the table on you punk bitches maybe you would reconsider
Fake supporters wanna burn the city
Flip it so we deserve the pity
We the blame cause we been in pain
For 400 hunnid better add the fifty
We been at this shit nonstop
Tryna hold ourselves down keeping it peace put the trust in all cops
The good ones become a longshot
Yall weren’t tryna hear us out put a damn suppressor cause yall think we all
talk
Everyday outline the chalk
Bodies catching from the crooked cops
Nun of yall can relate Alotta yall understand
Who would’ve thought that being diverse was in needing for a plan
We all got 2 feet We all got 2 hands
Shouldn’t have to be a fight at all
Put this bullshit to an end
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1 man with a whole squad
Many styles only 1 palm
Never dealt with pretenders
We ain’t takin on no fraud
People claim they the shit
People claim they a god
Many people can’t see the tribe
When 1 man does it all
(hook)
1 man with a whole squad
Many styles only 1 palm
Never dealt with pretenders
We ain’t takin on no fraud
People claim they the shit
People claim they a god
Many people can’t see the tribe
When 1 man does it all
Turn your black on Never cover up
Ghetto ratchet what they label us
Wanna take our whole style and behave like us
When they see we walkin by they afraid of us
Wanna braid they hair want some cornrows
They want to make they head nappy in a full fro
They wanna copy our slang speak it as their own
All the shit that we do they be mocking
If you think this small shit we got a problem
Ever since day one yall been instigating
Wanna catch a damn body cause we educated
Nobody wanna hear our story they just want debatin
They know they wrong we can see it in your fuckin faces
They wanna repeat da history and never change it
They don’t wanna see no changes
All they wanna see is enslavement
Wanna teach us bullshit in their textbooks
Cover up the truth sugar coded in your fuckin pages
Dis world been a lie Cause nobody ever wanna hear the truth
Manipulated in the mind Educated system as a stolen youth
Before rosa parks there was Claudette
At 15 thrown in jail cause of white priv
Didn’t matter if she did the same shit rosa made a better icon but never got
the respect
Baby Esther the real Betty boop
Helen Kane liked it so she had to go and sue
Still never recognized as originator
Da fraud took over and her fame has gotten greater
Bass Reeves the real lone ranger
Been born a slave lucky one to escape it
They felt inspired more credit to be taken
That’s why you see a white man in the trailer
What about the cartoons painted black face
Or lullabies talking down upon the black race
This is what we’ve been fed on our whole plate
So much sugar coding diabetes take place
But It doesn’t stop there
So much proof in the pudding that we got here
I smell a whole a bunch of denial
Cause yall wanna be right go ahead and plug yo white ears
So much credit isn’t televised
All because we need to be a lighter shade
The real ones never recognized
Cause they shedding light on da wrong name
All we ever get is pain
The world has got to revolve around your ways
Tryna make you understand that we only want peace
Guess our views will just never be da same