White Supremacist Money

{Intro Verse: Jimmy After The Skit}
Less is more if you happy then we gon see your face/
I see the image of black jesus then I say Grace/
Bismillah! That's for my brothers that just beat their Case/
Toast to you, cause the Justice system ain even safe/

[Verse One]
They tryna put us down as a Black Race/
Assassinated Martin Luther on his campaign/
Chris Hani, man this shits ugly/
Right first in the air, so niggas clip for me/

Crime pays they hate us, we takin back what's ours/
Pull out a Mac Eleven for these scattered showers/
I Let it Rain on their sons, cause they takin ours/
Cause all i have is time and I'm facing hours/

Im tired of tryna act like we inferior/
I know we Kings and Queens, we superior/
A gram of melanin is only 350/
Exchange Rate is in dollars, and just I hope that you get me/

From every nigga dead they makin money baby/
White supremacist money, I'm talkin money baby/
And all a nigga asked for was his land back/
And all i ever asked for is my land back/

{Jay Claud3: Chorus}
It's been about time gettin harassed from the From the Cops
It's been about time I ain get what is mine
Judging cause we black in the streets, and it's only time
I spent years living under my pain
Still in the Struggle
Ten on the Bible
Came from the Gospel
Yall niggas raised from a mama
Hallowed be the name of the Father
Apron in the kitchen whipping proper!

[Verse Two]
Economic Freedom is what I live for/
Im tired of broke, so I just want more/
I went from yellow Tees to a Red Barrett/
Fuck the Blue I'm talkin Red Barrett/

We only talkin money that's my politics/
Touchy subject Religion, thats how honest gets/
I should be given land, then cop a pile of Bricks/
Had conversations With Special bout when Comma flips/

Got the gift of preachin so I Reach my people/
Rest In Peace to Hector Peterson and Steve Biko/
So maybe then I don't believe in the Concept of Hell/
The Reincarnation of Kalushi be been bossin aswel/

Black Child your a Queen Baby/
I'm talkin Cleopatra, you're a Queen baby/
And I just pray they don't Assassinate me/
Alhamdulillah, just feel my passion baby/

{Jay Claud3: Chorus}
It's been about time gettin harassed from the From the Cops
It's been about time I ain get what is mine
Judging cause we black in the streets, and it's only time
I spent years living under my pain
Still in the Struggle
Ten on the Bible
Came from the Gospel
Yall niggas raised from a mama
Hallowed be the name of the Father
Apron in the kitchen whipping proper!

{Thabo Rametsi: Outro}
We were Kings once, We were Kings once!
Our women were the Goddesses they praised, we were Kings once!
The sound they listened to was as black as beethoven, we wrote the count of Montecristo
We were Kings once!
The Science, the maths, the astrology. This hails from your black skin
Listen You are King!
My mother nestled me on her breast and a nation along with her, because we were Kings once!
But Rise black man! Rise like afro of your sister
Rise, claim what is yours because you are still King!