The Narcicyst - Rap Psalms lyrics

[Verse 1: MK Asante] Young Bucks "On The Road" like Kerouac Black chameleons adapting to any habitat I could pen a novel or a battle rap To make negus change they mind like 'matter fact' Javotti put me on a track I cadaver that Strapped with that black on black, that data pack This that Colours of the Cult, Euros in the Vault That Saddam H(Usain) Bolt on gold spokes Zimbabwe-born, born of revolt, born to revolt f** yo insults, I'm sworn to provoke They made a Gonzo p**n with your hope G-Town, I'm Young Alonzo Mourn in the post Freetown rebounds I ain't on but I'm close Word to Yasiin Bey! I be doing the Mos Two brown girls in my kitchen—cinnamon toast My son lookin like, pops, is you sinnin' with both? I smile, daddy winning let's go [Hook: MK Asante] This feel good like all the right reasons Or when you finally realize it's your season Then you stop fearing and start believing MK give em something to believe in Feed the people, fight the power, FTP f** the police, we all gon' get free [Verse 2: Narcy] Our future washing ashore I couldn't watch it, for sure I saw an angel so pure She hit the spliff and record, of course She said “Who said the pen is mightier? They Lied to your face, The Devil bring worship at night to your place.” I agreed and said “We violent by taste, the food is the papes We worried about music, chase, influence and race” She gave me vision, in tune with a faith Before Muhammad dropped the Qu'ranic Mixtape Exclusively Late Hit rewind, lost my mind, peace upon him the greatest That's why we never made lists, take it how you want to take it, ugn Instant Karma on plates, paint you Colours of a Culture Erased The Medium, Feedin' em laced Life… I wonder …. What a waste Planet Earth, what a place Prosperity, Solidarity Murder was the Case, Raised, Lost Sanity How can we be replaced? The Vanity, the pace of life, on mics They scanning me on tapes Rape. Famine, No Stamina Candid Camera Your Race Say Grace Up in Canada, they telling me to stand up in my place [Hook: MK Asante] This feel good like all the right reasons Or when you finally realize it's your season Then you stop fearing and start believing MK give em something to believe in Feed the people, fight the power, FTP f** the police, we all gon' get free