Darth Malak

[Verse] The dynamic flip like a celly One day you feedin' the poor The next day you Machiavelli Pops told me 'bout days like this The recollection poured out Like a levy as I watched Ed, Edd and Eddy W.E.B and Booker T in a Hell in a Cell match Why these demons keep chasin' me? Been dolo since headbands on the wrist You can’t lend hands to the kid That hasn’t eaten in days I don’t know if it’s been me or a phase Amatory aphrodisiacs of internet age Inclinations settin' papers full of ink to ablaze Fahrenheit four hunnid fifty one years Buckra passin' the plague All of his high hopes Siphoned from the utamawazo Something like corona How it kill off our wise folk Uh You cannot put sankara in a tuxedo The negro, ego, sendin' shots through ya peephole So When the shit hit the fans And the cuffs lock ya hands And they took yo mans And they foiled yo plans And shorten ya lifespan Would you carry the same wrath you held if it was yo clan? Facepalms and faceplants They claim they war ready But they fuck up the war chant They pussy with mission Niggas be on they ninth chance But I can’t fathom life On the other side of the gate Lord