Scientific God Flow

Everybody aint a field nigger
Whether literal or figurative
Everybody ain't a real nigger
Alotta these niggers
Don't even wanna be niggers
But is safer
To front like a faker
Then deal with it
Let's be real wit it
I ain't a hater Bruh
We can discuss
Not a judgment
Ain't your maker Bruh
Ain't your owner either
Ain't your master neither
In the streets I can reach ya
About your self, I'll teach ya
Each & everybody gotta reason
To file a grievance
Against what they believe in
Cause when the odds ain't even
Gonna resort to Robbin' or killin, Stealing or thieving
Stop your brother from breathing
Somebody's mother is grieving
We're in a state of emergency
Saywith certainty
Most certainly
System's designed purposely
What's the difference between God and devil?
One is on a higher level
One is a vessel made to test you
Can u be saved or rescued?
Cuz either side will test you
Unless you
Walk straight, Master your high
Life's passing you by
Some evil's in disguise
Some is a blatant lie
Some is the truth
If u gotta untrained Eye
Take life on face value; Is taboo
Bout to Run-Deez emcees like Darryl
I rhyme like a double barrell
Travel like a bow and arrow
Crown of a mighty Pharoah
Draped in a cashmere towel
Eating grapes from a vine in the valley of the dry bones
Building with god on the phone
Like, peace King
What's the science Lord?
Why are most people waiting for your return for?
Cuz they rather hold on to hope instead of trying to save themselves
Hope this Understanding helps?
Indeed
It's been a trillion year search
Alotta money spent every week in church
Alotta disappointment
A whole lotta hurt
Dismasculation of Hip hop
We rocking skirts
Defeminaztion Of woman
They looking ruff as dirt
& y'all think trick-Knowledgely didn't work?
From Willie lynch to John Hawkins
Alotta marching & walking
Preaching & talking
Not enough brain cells is sparking
Alotta darkness
Alotta minds thinking blind
Feeling awkward
I rhyme like a child crying in a crack house
After all the fumes are consumed
Then I blackout
Supreme black man
Super lyrical
I get mystical
Very artistical
Gas, liquid & solid in the Physical
At the school of god barz I'm the principal
Superintendent
Im gifted from my momma side
I'm Kunta in Roots
Descendent of the Dinka tribe
The 6th member of Quest
Plug to de la soul
Wickedest man alive
Like Treach with the corn rows
Yea. I'm Moe dee & busy bee
I'm Ice-T, D.O.C & Eazy-E
I write rhymes for these hard times
I don't believe in ghost
These quotes is all mines
Ain't nobody rhymin like me, when the god shine
I Ain't no where near the greatest of all time
I'm still dope tho
Scientific, god Flow
I'm prolific with the lyrics homie
Y'all know
Jersey great
Regardless what part of the state. foundation is Passaic
From #11 to 8
Get me a straight jacket
My Rappin is straight savage
Barz, metaphors, spittin raw
A great marriage
Triple threat
I ain't take a loss yet
But don't get upset
37 year vet
If rap lines was size
Fit my rhymes in a goose triple x
With the fur on the neck
It's 88 I'm Slick Rick the ruler's back
U live on a dead end
I'm in a cul-de-sac
U suppose to be folding clothes
U ain't suppose to rap
In the back of the laundromat
Where the washers at
Cuz u washed up
I'm fresh as a prom tux
With the cumber bun
As classic as Reverend Run
When I come around u best be scared sun
Cuz ur peps will hear u get beat; eardrum
I'm brave on any stage
I fear none
Opposition or competition
There is none
Im dope yo
Scientific God Flow
I'm prolific with the lyrics homie
Y'all know!