Napoleon Da Legend - The System lyrics

It’s the maniacal obnoxious Messiah
With the knowledge you lame probably mocking
Ya like Galifianakis
My gallery is stocked I’m
Losing calories to rock
I’m the bad seed the last to speak
The last to leave the block
I’m the last of a dying breed
More bodies than a Chinese cemetery
I’m legendary with these rhyme scheme
Fled the city with eleven bitties they
Say I’m clever witty from the
Third world where some’ll sell a kidney
To trade places play the game of
Life with poker faces disconnect they
Shoulder blades your show looks
Like it’s overrated
Paranoid be thinking everything
Is orchestrated
Met Pharaohe Monch he only talk
When shit is sports related
Incorporate a bar praise Allah
I’ll pray tomorrow
I got your money son relax I’m a pay tomorrow
Garcia Vegas Gone to Vegas knew
The God is major
You can stand right next to the
Man talent is not contagious
Confrontational slang my
Conversation’s banging
The bars cost gotta pay for
Those man with both hands
Behind my back without a note pad
I toe tag an adversary here you go hold that
Am I the target for destruction and is
It the system and total corruption
I can’t work at a fast food
Joint I got some talent
So don’t you get my point?

Its diabolic how we die for
The dollars why even bother
Being civilized surrounded by savages
At the bottom
Like Sodom and Gomorrah chop it
Up in the tour bus
Depositing the cash watch the
Government extort us
Exploiting us dogging us out
Like Calvin Broadus
Life can get weirder than a Salvador portrait
Drop gems more precious than
A dinosaur offspring
Grab necks sub-zero rip spinal cords off em
Fuck a metaphor get medical attention for em
They tried to give us crumbs but
We never settle for it
Too much melanin will mess up
The decorum they said
Could be building with one another
But we warring instead
All mislead strings tied our arms and legs
The puppet master’s profiting until
The target is met
We just numbers tax IDs social
Security black men die prematurely
Perception is reality what you
Believe is what is
Consumer more is what we feeding the kids
Using wire taps who’s on the phone
Move swift like brother Mouzone
Mistakes can be fatal from the
Cradle to the tombstone
To each his own I shine let it be known
Soul searching Sojourn until my
Soul reach home

The system in the America was
Never built for black people