Reks - The One lyrics

(This is not for the radio)
Yo, you gotta turn you volume all
The way up on this one
(This is for the people)
You are now listening to the
Sounds of the one reks statik Selektah
This gon' get a lot of people offended
As if I give a fuck

I am not a racist
But I do not believe in equality
Nigga, spic, honky, follow me
Now that I got your attention
Bitch you can swallow me
I can give a fuck if you get offended
I gotta speak nigga this, nigga that
First learn a nigga's facts
This entire country been built
On black people's backs
This entire country been built
On black people's backs
This entire country been built
On black people's backs i am not homophobic
But I do not believe in you faggots
Stay in the closet, Catholic priest maggot
Elton John habit's
Raised with Bert and Ernie in bathtubs
Scrubbing each other's backs
That's ass backwards
Parents teaching they kids like
R kelly and Jackson
Bitches flaunting bellies cause tight
Shirts' the fashion where the fuck is the
Guidance, the education, the passion?
Where the fuck is the
Guidance, the education, the passion?
I am not a gangsta
But I do not believe that you pop shells
Cook coke, bag hoes, got mil's
What have we learned from all
The rappers who got killed?
All of this commotion in rap
Most of it's not real
Ain't even been on the block as
Much as you on the block
But we be off the block moment
That we had a deal
Said we be off the block moment
That we had a deal
Said we be off the block (ONE! ONE! ONE! ONE)
I am no politician and I do
Not believe in our government
'Bout Saddam or where Osama went
We know where the soldiers are
Still we keep pouring on
Pouring more dead bodies on the dead bodies
And instead of hearing sorry we
Get four more years
Of the Bush family killing
Ignoring our tears
When Diddy said, "vote or die"
Jada asked the question "why?"
We sat and watched our brothers
Fall like Ray Charles did i am not a rapist
Still I believe you can be touched
Get held down and then get crushed
Robbery expert, believe this a stick-up
Murder the opposition
Diverging the competition
The middle finger still up, fuck the world
Life's a bitch
I feel cause my bottles half empty
I have not the energy for enemies and such
Half this industry washed up
The other half suck
I am not the unsigned hype
I'm the unsigned five mics
I'm two knocks, look dice
These are the right price
People, I breathe light
The ressurection of two Bigs, one Pac
One Christ i am not the devil
I'm speaking from beneath his level tryin'
To reach the sunshine like Icarus
Flow still ridiculous
Whole click is syndacite
Spit sentences infinite, to the death
Who am I? Who am I? I'm the one