| [Verse 1] | |
| Uh | |
| Seems like since we got a black president | |
| Black people stop questioning the government | |
| And that ain't no diss to Barack either | |
| So Muther****** you can miss me with that other *************t | |
| I'm good for life, I don't really need another hit | |
| You wanna bury me you better get the shovel and | |
| You better make it deep enough where no one will recover me | |
| I'm Bobby ******* Ray, I'm a modern day anomaly | |
| Last year I did a show on a continent | |
| In a country with a struggling economy | |
| Who the hell you think paid for it all? | |
| It sure ain't rocket science And it sure ain't trigonometry | |
| Drug money, drug money, drug money | |
| Blood money, blood money, blood money | |
| For god sakes there's an all-seeing eye on the back of the dollar, we can't even trust money | |
| You need to understand who you dealing.. With | |
| These are like modern day villains | |
| These are type of people that would kill a whole village | |
| Build a ******* building.. And say it's just business | |
| Who you think gave you religion? | |
| Land of the free.. Who you think built it? | |
| And don't ever let them tell you nothing different, cuz we know who did it if I ever come up missing | |
| [Hook] | |
| I'm missing, I'm missing, I'm missing | |
| Ten strands of my DNA is missing | |
| Cuban Linx on my neck as they glisten | |
| Listen up Muther****** pay attention | |
| It's a New World Order that we live in | |
| Lies on the lips of every politician | |
| Man at night I pray to God for forgiveness | |
| I just wonder if the big homie's still listening | |
| Still listening, I wonder if the big homie's still listening | |
| Still listening, I wonder if the big homie's still listening | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| I don't need a hook but for hooks sake | |
| If I had a hook, I'd make the hook say | |
| "Be a good slave, be a good slave" | |
| (Be a good slave, be a good slave) | |
| Everybody in my hood brave | |
| Everybody in my hood slang | |
| Every street got a freak | |
| And they give her all the wood that she could take | |
| I'm fresher than a faema coffee | |
| Get it? I'm fresher than a FEMA coffin | |
| I'm willing to die for mine | |
| But you the type of ************* | |
| You'll call the police depar*******ent | |
| If you can't look in someone's eyes and be yourself | |
| And speak the thoughts that's on your mind | |
| You ain't got no reason to live | |
| You on the sideline | |
| You just a mother******* slave | |
| They got your mind tied up and it's missing | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| Uh, I know I appear to be quite severe | |
| An unopen mind will consider me weird | |
| Thats just how the Matrix has been engineered | |
| Now lend me your ear | |
| Lend me your ear | |
| Not to strike fear | |
| More like Paul Revere | |
| Not talking down on nobody at all | |
| I just got some *************t I think you should hear | |
| Uh, Look | |
| I ain't acting like I got all these facts and *************t | |
| But if you calling me a liar, look up in the sky | |
| Look up in the sky you can see it happening | |
| Uh, I'm not a activist | |
| Just a young, black ************* with a half a sense | |
| Cause there's ancient knowledge that they hiding from us | |
| And I think it's time that we take it back again | |
| Because it's missing | |
| [Outro] | |
| [First seven lines of Hook repeated] | |
| Last night I prayed to God for forgiveness | |
| I know they listening, I know they listening | |
| I know they got my phone tapped and they listening | |
| Louis V's on my bag and the feds wanna know what's in the suitcase, Pulp Fiction | |
| Am I the realest? Am I the realest? | |
| Cause I don't only talk about it and I live it | |
| But they don't want anyone to find out the truth | |
| And if I'm right I'mma wind up |