Intro

Check, check, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Live from the belly of the beast

Garvey said, look unto the east

Mommy said, boy, get on your knees

Turn the other cheek

And 'em OGs taught me how to Second Line them streets

East, live from the city where they separated Africa (Berlin)

Yet I'll never be a slave, never be a slave

So much soul they say it's like the Ancestors

In a duet with Etta James

Let a **** say

If Pac was alive he probably adopt me

Or I'd be Gaddafi

Or Bobby Seal for real, somebody stop me

You **** poppy, yeah, your IG is poppin', but you cocky

Shook like Ali when we met in that lobby

This ain't a hobby

Life behind bars, John Gotti

Perspective of a Brown like Foxy

No party on molly in Abu Dhabi, no bodies

I'll probably tryna become a Hadji

Come try me

Descendent of a made slave and a Nazi

Southside G, Natty, only Gods be in my Posse

Surprised these **** talk about shotties

While I be out in L'Afrique vibin' out to Selassie

This burnin' bus got me hearin' God

Meet a **** with no fear inside, yeah, yeah

Never met a brother real as I

Tell the Devil that this year is mine, yeah, yeah, hey

40 Acres N Sum Mula

In the name of Mansa Musa

Mixed with 2Pac

It's the sound of revolution

40 Acres N Sum Mula