My People

[Verse One: Malik Yusef]

Just because you cats be getting left don’t mean you under the five

A severe brainstorm I came through the thunder alive

They wonder how I’ve been torn asunder survive

My flow wild hunters proof it would be a blunder to drive

While all night automatic pilot I ride as if I am kitt

Mr. Parker murdering other artists on these tracks as if he spit

My swagger force me to style as if I’m lit

I mean you seen Yusef glow

Ever since that UFO let Yusef go

Well as it were I glide when I stride

As if I had been adopted and raised by Pagasus

I’m such a fly breed

The hood cop my music before they buy weed

They love when I get open with a mic cuz I bleed