50 YEARS freestyle

The truth lasts longer than a lie I no go lose guard
Picture me rolling with a resurrected 2pac
In the world of refugees everything is helter skelter
Dead presidents for food clothes and shelter
We used to put these black thoughts on white paper
A paradox like a black church and a white savior
That's besides the point like a 2 guard
Michael Jeffrey Jordan flow that be why I'm too hard
I came to bring to the pain a method to this madness
1520 Sedgwick ave that's the address
I was on some chill shit these pricks moving cactus
Naija dey talk Oshe like a rapper actor
Not every skinfolk is kinfolk
Niggas po' pimpin like they been broke
Mind set is do or die
For the cash money sell their soul to the bluest eye
Every slum and village is the same that's a jiggy lie
But I won't harp on it like a young David did (aye)
Karl Kani used to be my favorite (aye)
Put these words on a placard
We go mek them mugu like LL in a gap ad wearing Fubu
When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind I hear my memories call
In 96 I settled the score
It was written I was so smitten by how he was spitting I wanted more
Trevor took over the airwaves it was rhymes galore
Miseducation was part of my education I'm floored
Foxy, Kim, Misdemeanor, Nonchalant, Bahamadia
Rza, Gza, Wu-Tang forever 5 percenter fever
Get at me dawg I'm slipping I'm falling I'm finding my calling
The scars on my face show mourning
I'm a big boy now my currency u couldn't reach that
A million of yours couldn't equal to these 3 stacks
The lexicon is changing ha, money ain't a thing
Now every time I come around your city
The philosophies plenty, is there life after death
Get rich or die trying I'm not holding breath
I'm black on both sides I'm being baptized with food and liquor
Broken language that's a trigger now let me bring it home
Pae mu ka makaa maka Philomena kpitingɛ
Native Funk Lords talking drums hum where I'm from
A chronic writer Dr's orders do it doggystyle
Hi kids do you like violence shoot the pedofiles
(Mood muzik)
Blueprint not in print but we all use it
The Jermaine Cole's the Kendrick Lamar's raising the bar
The Stogie T's the Wretch 32's they paid dues
The A-Reece the Black Sherif's bringing reprieve
The Sampa the Great's the Lil Simz murdering beats
How many execs wrote a check for Kool Herc
Does the industry show a modicum of respect
Celebrate sure but we should reflect
Provocateur check my couture I'm fresh to death
I give my all till there's nothing left
Festo the best secret never kept
U.N.I.T.Y what I'm bumping next
State of the union end of my address, Hip-Hop (Hooray)

REFRAIN
You don't know who you are
If you don't know where you come from
No mystery in history tradition has been passed on
Amidst all the glitz, flash, cash and the fandom
50 years in my guy none of this was random
You no know who you be
If you no know where u come from
Yɛnkofa sankofa tradition dey pass on
Cedis Nairas Dollars Pounds and all the fandom
50 years in my guy none of this was random
You don't know who you are
If you don't know where you come from
No mystery in history tradition has been passed on (soul food)
Amidst all the glitz, flash, cash and the fandom (Reasonable doubt)
50 years in my guy none of this was random

College dropout
One day it'll all make sense
Knowledge reigns supreme
This is just a snippet of history
50 years in my guy none of this was random