Sekou Muhammed - Mandela lyrics

[Produced by TEC BEATZ and Sekou Muhammed] [Verse 1] CYHI! I'm a freedom fighter, Dalai Lama from a weed supplier I'm Muhammad to the rap game, that's my last name, my first should be Elijah And I need a choir, frequent flyer gold medallion: Jesus piece I'm the one the real G's admire cuz I'm trying to get n***as to leave the streets And I don't need the beat, cuz I can easily Speak to these, n***as through the frequencies To compete wit me, you gone need a Priest to preach Or your sweetest niece to give a hell of a Easter speech I keep the heat, right there underneath the seat Got pulled over by the Police this week They ask me why I got this fully loaded piece with me I say "Officer I'm just trying to make home peacefully" So I'm riding with the rifle, another iron, and a Bible Call my n***as out in Paris help 'em climb up the Eiffel We don't give a f** cuz it's all about survival When you caught up in the cycle and you feel like you're entitled to More than what you getting and it turn you homicidal Y'all know that I'm the best but i swear y'all in denial And they don't wanna say it cuz I'm better than they idol Got the mind of a disciple when I'm rocking a revival But I'm soon to be the King f** you and your team, bada-boom bada-bing If you don't like the way I rule my regime Like the month before June n***a spring I'm Desmond Tutu mixed with the Zeus of the Zulus I'm the leader of the new school man I swear I'm starting to feel like... [Bridge] Mandela! Nelson Nelson! (I want my troops in the field like) Mandela! Nelson Nelson! (All these n***as wanna k**) Mandela! Nelson Nelson! (Y'all gone make me do 20 years like) Mandela! Nelson Nelson! (Man I'm starting to feel like) [Hook] Like Nelson Mandela, Nelson Mandela Like Nelson Mandela, Nelson Mandela Like Nelson Mandela, Nelson Mandela Like Nelson Mandela, Nelson Mandela [Verse 2] Nelson Mandela get to know your ancestors Can't tell me they ain't jealous of a 7-gram seller It was something about Mary, n***a I was Ben Stiller Now the fans fan-mail us all the way from Manchester Can't tell us sh** if you ain't never spent Time trying to sell a nick just to get The car with the trunk in the front Shawty that's a elephant Intelligent n***a with hella sense Speak with such eloquence Ever since I been on my regimen n***as been upset with Prynce But let 'em vent while I start a revolution Seem like when your work hard, you never get your retribution n***as sending threats but I Keep something with me Sound like dooka-dooka-dooka when I'm shootin' Same ones that was singing Huey Newton Prince to a King, you don't see the evolution 20 years in the pen, man that's really execution So I encourage each and every student To stay in school, play it cool, obey the rules or Pay your dues, make a move, take a tool or Write some raps, make a mixtape with Clue, and You can be dope as me, April Fool's Boy Trying to get 40 acres and a mule boy Ridin with 40 acres in a two door I feel like Larenz Tate in the pool hall Right before Terrance Howard lit the Newport [Bridge] [Hook]