[Intro]:
Uh, gotta take it day by day
Gotta do your best everyday, get fresh everyday
Yeah, yeah
That's right, aye
[Verse 1]:
The spirit of Marcus Garvey is on the mic recordin' live
In a Stussy tee & some Stussy sweats
Got the Huaraches on, gold on my neck
It's prophecy, I'm finna prophesize
You hit one of us, we finna all ride
What's your alibi? Why you rebellin'?
I put on 36 Chambers (yeah)
A light bulb went off in my mind
Ghost was right, Meth was right
Cash rules everything around us
Everything got a barcode
So I'll, break this beat down & get it goin', uh
Like it's white, like they Mikes
When I step in the room, they hypnotized
Turn my music up, oou a little high
A lil' high
[Outro]:
Little, little, little bit
For everybody in the back could hear it
A lil' high x2
Yeah
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