A-F-R-O, Napoleon Da Legend - Tai Chi lyrics

Soul of Sankara, Kwame Ture
Capture and don a new wave
Capital accumulates the declaration
Is two face
Gardens of Eden
Owners of properties are eating
And breading the new elitists the
Labor force is increasing
Torturing in the precinct
Black and poor you a criminal
If you poor it’s your fault
Everything is individual
They never blame the system it’s
Your lack of vision
They dismiss it
Look at all these black
Celebrities who did it
What’s it matter to a matador?
The data shows who’s matter morе
So fuck a back and forth
On panels with Christina Amanpour
Cultural waterboarding, marketing pitchеs
Apocalypse was written
Propping up these popular figures
From villages to big building
It’s slim pickings
While you pushing flashy cars
Oligarchs is still pimping
Pop culture, Pop Smoke, Nipsey
Pac portrait's
Genocide culprit's let us die
While they gentrified Fulton
It’s a war going outside, no John Bolton
Move quiet like in Red October
Them not knowing


I won’t let you move that
Hateful rhetoric by me
Shots fired to they dome if ever they try we
Smoke and mirrors booby traps
Everywhere that I see
Sheep mentality I dodge like Tai Chi
Sheep mentality I dodge like Tai Chi
Sheep mentality I dodge like Tai Chi

People are trippin’
Egotistical men and women
With no principles in em
No integrity is committed
They vision is often negativity intermitted
Implanted in the skin
And commanded to compete in they sinnin’
Bad habit's, lavish lifestyles
Repeat offenders
The status of childish minds
Seem that it’s never endin’
They slaughter black lives, and black minds
And black on black crime
Makin’ me cry black tears, through black eyes
The black sapphire stone ring made
Out of ancestor’s blood
Brought up in our land
And then they snatched it up from us
Under the rug, amok, from dusk til dawn
Even through the calm before the storm
Somethin’ feel wrong
In the gut, the art of war
Son remain still strong
Seeing blood flood behind the shores
The pain feels sharp
And they still pimpin’ our people
Better start paying attention
Get ‘em off the benches, written off
I’m hidden like some Vietnam trenches
And I would sincerely hope
You have your senses
Ain’t no tellin’ when we
Winnin’, til this day
They be still pimpin’
And I’m out


I won’t let you move that
Hateful rhetoric by me
Shots fired to they dome if ever they try we
Smoke and mirrors booby traps
Everywhere that I see
Sheep mentality I dodge like Tai Chi
Sheep mentality I dodge like Tai Chi
Sheep mentality I dodge like Tai Chi