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