[Verse 1: Oswin Benjamin]
I promised my mama I wasn’t gon' curse on television
But **** Trump with a condom [?] shelter system
Embodied the body of Christ [?]
[?] scripture from a stand-up-***** that's Kaepernick'in'
Presidential [?] knowin' with this flow I coulda rapped for Nixon
I told Malcom Little, I had to get it
By any means, I'm Rodney King'in' with Martin's dreams, sonny, listen
Punchlines [?] Muhammad from Sonny Liston
[?] gray hair like the scalp of Regis
Rained on my wheel of fortune till we felt drops from the ceilin'
But this Panther been Bobby Seale'in', oh, silly me
Reporting what's in these streets, [?] gon' crucify me
[?] in this tree (Industry) then hang me therе
With both my hands to the sky, 'cause Lord knows [?]
From any piglet if your pigmеnt like mine
Jesus Christ, Christopher Wallace and I, see, we all alike
'Cause with all this [?] around us, we were born ready to die in America, my god

[Interlude: Locksmith]
Hey, put your hands up
BET, put your hands up
Yeah, put your hands up
I see you, look, look

[Verse 2: Locksmith]
A Black person cannot be racist
So let's recite the tendencies
Racism is an institution
Created by the lies that hide in White supremacy
But everything black ain't white, so take ownership
Conflict existed before we were on the ship
No justice, no peace
But what's worse? The promethazine or the police
In yo streets, I'm giving what you lack, fam
But I can see through it, like a CAT scan
From Crispus Attucks to sipping addicts
The fist person to die from this country was a Black man
But me, I'm just a half-breed
I'm just reppin' for The Rich, another bad seed
Another rapper slash wannabe athlete, who got this?
Signing off, yours truly, the Locksmith
[Verse 3: M-1]
It's been many moons, forty-four months [?] June
Just coming out the cocoon and still [?]
I'm wise now, got a new pair of eyes now
[?], I'm ready to ride now
On my side of town you gotta know the terrain
Keep game or you end up with a bullet in your brain
I been schooled by the same jewels the OGs use
It's the one jewel that separate the student from the [?]
Yo, you never stop learning till you die
That's why blind people use their ears to see, and not they eyes
So sharpen your intuition like blades and arrowheads
I'm ten steps ahead of [?] from the fads
I'm the trapdoor in the closet that lead to the back door
The one you never find at the scene of the crime
I'm the dirty exposé, the clean getaway
I'm the unexpected assassin striking in broad day
I keep it [?]

[Verse 4: stic.man]
Babylon is a Devil in a blue dress, satan in a suit and tie
Oppression is freedom; Heaven is Hell, and the truth is a lie
They murder the youth; the police don't shoot in the sky
It's a war zone; you do what you gotta do to survive
You get suited and ride; life is hustle or starve
This is capitalism religion; money is God
America eats the young like cannibal breakfast
Wall Street is swarming with Hannibal Lecters
Crooked elections, politricks of the system
Legal lynchings, but I won't be a victim
Health is wealth, that's how I'm blinging and flashing
Self-love the new beast mode, I'm 'bout that action
I'm eating to live, health food, that's what I do
And I keep it true for my crew, like Sun Tzu
I see Snoop, and Gucci, and love to the fam
Black man, that's what I am, for all my fam