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My job was to connect Black America to Africa! And if God is with me you would do well, to leave me alone Streets is talking Mostly out they neck, think Stephen Hawking This ain't a HBO show, don't believe the Gossip Girls want me for the mugshot, feds want me on a drug stop Passport tripping like Jimi Hendrix at Woodstock I'm an African intellectual, go peep my Ted Talk You start connecting the dots they gon' hit you with that red dot Look at Nkrumah, look at Malcolm, look at Martin When you unifying shooters then yo' ass becomes a target It's funny, 12 come for me it's everywhere But I get Moosa 11 years off a prison sentence they never cared I pop a wheelie they want me Meek Mill'd I been sober for a year I'm doing milly's off a weed deal (93BOYZ)
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