Master’s Degree

[Verbal Exchange]

You’re a suspicious person…someone called in about—

Suspicious how?

Someone, a neighbor..a neighbor called, called over here, so I don’t understand why you’re being difficult about this—

I’m not being difficult about anything. Cuz I haven’t done anything out of the way

Okay..

So with that being said, I’ll go about my business sir

Okay I’m not done with you yet you’re not free to go

Have I done any..have I broken any laws?

*Calls for backup* He’s uncooperative..

Have I broken any laws sir?

I’m talking to you, I’m not done, I’m, I’m investigating a suspicious person

Have a nice day sir--

Stop…Stop!...

VERSE 1

How the f*** CNN still like Groundhog Day?

It’s another one
Had to edit the real footage cuz it’s a bloody one..

Maaan I’m such a lucky one.. listen-

They’ll put a tipsy n**** in a cell quick as hell
I’m off the Jack tryna drive like it’s Ginger Ale

Bout to get up, wit my potna who said the spot is lit up
And in general the talent there is thick as hell..well

Too much Tequilla and I got gorilla
Damn near crawled back to the car, caterpillar

Past a n**** who they called the Twelve on, from a cell phone
He refused to leave the premises….here come the closet white

Supremacist, anti-feminist
‘spose to be bout protecting and serving like tennis is

Instead he serve sentences in barbwire fenceses
Privatized prisoners, model for they businesses, a nemesis

To find the perpetrators of crime
It was a waste of his time, we all the same in his mind

My two charges--both felonious
Two years mistaken identity--all erroneous, the phoniest

HOOK

My master’s it ain’t even matter
(bartender witnessed it-- he ain’t een ask her)
He think he my master, me he after

Let this muhf**** know that I own my masters
Me he after, he think he master, (he think he master) he think he matter
Just like they say in Florida--long as I stand on the ground I can blast ya

No? Shiii..

[dialogue]
They’ll throw a tipsy n**** in a cell quick as hell..

VERSE 2

Quit ya denyin, fictitious lying to shy away
Notha lucky one in surviving, we dyin every day

Anywhere, anyway—feel like he after me
Man he done confused magistrate wit majesty

Show in Cleveland--it had to be.. we was bent back then
Whippin the cherry red Jetta, jet black tint

Makin sure I know my parts, blowed but the flow is sharp
So I’m a throw my darts, cuz we was openin for Tony Starks

But they at the speedtrap, they know it’s dark
They like, ‘we gon pick up some animals’, Noah’s ark

We doin sixty-five in a sixty, they swoop swiftly
Backup came in a jiffy to paddy wagon lift me

Guns drawn on four suspects--two blacks, two whites
Determined to serve us n****s wit some facts of life

Me and ARod wit eight charges they got me
In the same whip, Copy, and the other white dude got off scot free

Where they doin that at? Where da f*** do dey do dat at?
I was just tryna open up for Ghost, you could have dat

They was so close to openin they toast, rat-a-tat-at
And underneath white dude fingernails, there was crack at

Guess it’s illegal to be wherever you black at

HOOK

My master’s it ain't even matter
(Five miles an hour over turned to disaster)
He think he my master, me he after

Please let this muhf**** know that I own my masters
Me he after he think he master, (he think he master) he think he matter/
Just like they say in Florida-long as I stand on the ground I can blast ya

No?

VERSE 3

Couple of years ago I earned a master’s degree
Against The Decendants of Slave Catchers’ Decree

They murder murder and kill kill for masses to see
Confused as f***, thinkin they masters of me

The corporation say they ain’t have the glasses to see
Beware of the day when the real assassin is we

By thesis at least, I’m a blast masterfully
Using masses of blackness to amass energy

(by thesis at least I’m a blast masterfully)
Without a degree I am a master of me