Ubora
Whoo!
Oh Yes
Nothing but the best
Yo
From the Pyramids
Right to you where live
Got the swagger of a pharaoh
but my credo let my people go
Ashay
Boom aye
Time to slay
Let it spray
To those in the throes who were led astray
Eat everything up off the plate
Seize the day no time to wait
Sins of the world i bare the weight
That's how I know I must be great
These bars you must appreciate
Punch lines that always stimulate
The youth is where i place my faith
Victory from the misery Kathy Bates
Motherland of the black man
Reverse the grains of sand
Before Uncle Sam
Before the shores
Before four score
Before there was African American
Before they called us the son of ham
Let me go ham
Spittin' the truth
I'm at it again
Don't give a damn
Tsunami of honesty breaking the damn
We move and groove with the ancestors
Who do it better so we learn to do it better
Go from novice to professor
Hand it off to our successors
In these gestures and these bars and measures
So this ebony legacy last forever
Yo
Find yo stride
Find yo tribe
Fet yo' conscious be your guide
From yourself you cannot hide
Fight the spark that lives inside
Fet your true self come alive
Spread yo truth near far and wide
For the spirits who have died I
Black pride true and tried
To my people I must dedicate
Self loathing I eliminate
Old wounds is what I mitigate
Ogun is who I emulate
Black pain we can alleviate
With black love if we reciprocate
That's why i never hesitate
Black joy is what i celebrate
Black excellence
It's so evident
The beat is the evidence
The beat drop is heaven sent
If the present is a present then it's time well spent
And if you cherishing this moment then you Know what i meant
Commence
All the way up to the top of the rank
This is my fate and it is not a mistake
Wit is my gift I will never go blank
My dad and my mama who i must thank
Not done I got plenty of gas in the tank
A beautiful world is the vision I paint
Live on the edge like I'm walking the plank
Johnny Amazing I do what they can't
This is the part where you breathe
Even when they try to hate
I do my best to educate
So black excellence disseminates
And white pestilence disintegrates
Our culture they appropriate
But we do not discriminate
But they will never replicate
This magic we authenticate
Live by the beat
Move yo feet
Andre 3
Rock like Pete
Get out yo seat
Dance in the streets
Don't be discrete
Rise from defeat
Feel the heat
Don't retreat
Become the elite
Rinse and repeat
Hot shit I do bequeath
Shout out to the p.y.t.'s
It don't get no betta
Ain't for the Bleek Mo Betta
Free your soul and get the cheddar
Dope plus woke are the pillars
Great plus faith equals scrilla
Impact to the max Godzillla
Be the mac never wack J Dilla
Fans in the millions coachella
Double D
Is who I be
From 37
83
To the NYC
All of me
Knowledge is the key
No rest till we free
Sing it to the trees
Doe ray me
R.I.P.
Biz Markie
Keepin striving and rhyming and climbing
Until my name is on the top F*&%n marquee
Mic
Drop
It's a wrap
Golf claps
Black jack
Jack black
Butt crack
Pimp slap
Got whacked
They wack
Can't rap
It's a fact
Gotta pack
Mind the gap
Quite a wap
Poor chap
Don't fap
Revenge of the Boom Bap
Tribe of the BackPack
Oh Yes
Nothing but the best
Yo
From the Pyramids
Right to you where live
Got the swagger of a pharaoh
but my credo let my people go
Ashay
Boom aye
Time to slay
Let it spray
To those in the throes who were led astray
Eat everything up off the plate
Seize the day no time to wait
Sins of the world i bare the weight
That's how I know I must be great
These bars you must appreciate
Punch lines that always stimulate
The youth is where i place my faith
Victory from the misery Kathy Bates
Motherland of the black man
Reverse the grains of sand
Before Uncle Sam
Before the shores
Before four score
Before there was African American
Before they called us the son of ham
Let me go ham
Spittin' the truth
I'm at it again
Don't give a damn
Tsunami of honesty breaking the damn
We move and groove with the ancestors
Who do it better so we learn to do it better
Go from novice to professor
Hand it off to our successors
In these gestures and these bars and measures
So this ebony legacy last forever
Yo
Find yo stride
Find yo tribe
Fet yo' conscious be your guide
From yourself you cannot hide
Fight the spark that lives inside
Fet your true self come alive
Spread yo truth near far and wide
For the spirits who have died I
Black pride true and tried
To my people I must dedicate
Self loathing I eliminate
Old wounds is what I mitigate
Ogun is who I emulate
Black pain we can alleviate
With black love if we reciprocate
That's why i never hesitate
Black joy is what i celebrate
Black excellence
It's so evident
The beat is the evidence
The beat drop is heaven sent
If the present is a present then it's time well spent
And if you cherishing this moment then you Know what i meant
Commence
All the way up to the top of the rank
This is my fate and it is not a mistake
Wit is my gift I will never go blank
My dad and my mama who i must thank
Not done I got plenty of gas in the tank
A beautiful world is the vision I paint
Live on the edge like I'm walking the plank
Johnny Amazing I do what they can't
This is the part where you breathe
Even when they try to hate
I do my best to educate
So black excellence disseminates
And white pestilence disintegrates
Our culture they appropriate
But we do not discriminate
But they will never replicate
This magic we authenticate
Live by the beat
Move yo feet
Andre 3
Rock like Pete
Get out yo seat
Dance in the streets
Don't be discrete
Rise from defeat
Feel the heat
Don't retreat
Become the elite
Rinse and repeat
Hot shit I do bequeath
Shout out to the p.y.t.'s
It don't get no betta
Ain't for the Bleek Mo Betta
Free your soul and get the cheddar
Dope plus woke are the pillars
Great plus faith equals scrilla
Impact to the max Godzillla
Be the mac never wack J Dilla
Fans in the millions coachella
Double D
Is who I be
From 37
83
To the NYC
All of me
Knowledge is the key
No rest till we free
Sing it to the trees
Doe ray me
R.I.P.
Biz Markie
Keepin striving and rhyming and climbing
Until my name is on the top F*&%n marquee
Mic
Drop
It's a wrap
Golf claps
Black jack
Jack black
Butt crack
Pimp slap
Got whacked
They wack
Can't rap
It's a fact
Gotta pack
Mind the gap
Quite a wap
Poor chap
Don't fap
Revenge of the Boom Bap
Tribe of the BackPack
Credits
Writer(s): Darian Letari Dauchan
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