Thanks For Your Children

[Intro: Elucid]

(What we talkin' bout?)

Harlem invasion

We chokehold the nation

Cripped up, and dropped out

Now he talkin' dangerous

Terror in my 808

Levels in your **** face

Lessondary mercenary

[Verse 1: Von Pea]

Ay yo, I break

You take

Some Lessondary sh** and make it over all fake

This is overall greatness

(Ha ha ha ha ha, so sorry if you disagree, so sorry)

Ay yo, raps outta control

Wack, you're signin' some whoas

Crack mamas and hoes (I agree)

Role models are low (I agree)

Then along came us

Small change is a must

Penny, if any change is a plus

Funk

My people are instinctive

Not formally trained

But still brought in the change

And you are more of the same

(It's true, I bought it and played)

Never again

Okay, now we on the brand new

Tracks are gettin' ran through

Either you feel it

Or the feeling you couldn't handle

Okay, get it cancelled

(You heard, you heard)

Che Grand

[Verse 2: Che Grand]

I recollect thoughts of robbin' the collection plate

Not takin' the whole bucket

Just a dollar for my pocket

Never knock it 'til you jump off the bridge and land on both feet

Come back lookin' real neat

Geeked off a phone number

Never had a chance to call her

Choked if I did though

Pop didn't teach the game, but

Still I'm a super hoe (he is a super)

Since my chain is a figaro

14K from the UK

Grand kicks, say "Who Che?"

You holocaust lames

Get my point across lanes

Burn em like a [?]

Go 'head and name names, bet

I could DDT 'em all

You could go and see ***

Tell 'em that I'm so confused

If it wasn't for his thigh highs

I'd get my lighter on JetBlue

Focus on my net worth

Negative on the network

**** you and the company you slavin' everyday for

I bump my head on the clouds and down Tylenol

Wishin' I lived in the times when tye-dye was cool and all

When I can move this powder y'all

Mind control for 4 minutes or more

That's why they don't want me to speak to y'all

So when they snap those fingers, Sambo

Don't forget to thank them A**hole

[Elucid]

My purpose never really changed

Grouped between the venom and my turn of phrase

Burn 'em in the flames

Purple rain stormin'

Bittersweet, man I'm free

My belief is like the free prophecies that this world's never seen

It was all a dream

Futurism been a thing

Droppin' our survival, we evolve from growing pains

Slipped up out the chains

Polishin' my fangs

A menace you cannot contain

When times got strange

Still tripped up in this thing

10% I lent you lames

The God gift, I just want the Spirit

They brains fried anyway

Comin' for you any day

No man knows the hour or the place

My outta pocket logic penetrates

Change of pace, that's the breaks

Beauty in that negative space

I'm handling snakes

You can't stand in my place

Give thanks!

You Welcome!