Thank you, it took me hella long to write that verse but it remains one of my favorites lol.
"City of Jordans and Nikes,
It's soles on the pavement, its soles in the sky
hanging from laces like ropes that were tied
hanging black faces from oaks in the South
They kicked and they cried to the Lord for deliverance
as if it's umbilical cords they were lynched with
suspended in-vitro, aborted by Christian
intentions so evil they scorch crucifixes
it's senseless, my people the orphans of pigment
forgetting the soil while they tending the soil
ain't that a bytch? I got friends in the soil
gangstas and pimps get a yield from this soil
making a grip in the fields where the oil be
spraying, no wells but it's Shells on the corner
no pumps but them sellers got gas for informers
and tasks for the coroner, the task and the lawyer
the taxes enormous in fact it'll forfeit
the vast of the poorest, these public pretenders
gon ask for the lowest but fukk the defense up
at maximum moments, fukk up get sent up
The path of Exodus, slaves of the state
that done massacred Moses, Martin and Malcolm
assassins of hope, they armed to the talons
with packs of the dope, American Eagle
that's national coke, them Mexican seagulls
gon land in the coast, American evil
Demand em in bulk, fukk a van need a boat,
cause the Man in the van busy
tapping the phones, tryna track what he sold
he gon jack you then trap you with
trafficking blow, Uncle Sam getting dough,
he done taxed nikkas broke"
