N.A.S.A.
Black Dialogue
[Verse 1: Akrobatik]
Yeah, it was written in the books of Europeans we were savage
That our history was insignificant and minds below average
But how can one diminish the work
Of the most imitated culture on this earth
Fast foward to 2000 and now
You see it everywhere you look, speech, music, fasion and style
It's black dialogue
Go ahead kid, try it on
It's much harder to master than precision with firearms
Corny n***as switch it up and rent it to Viacom
But it was taught to me early on by my mom
Master yourself, for maximum outreach potential
Respect that you get from that will grow exponential
Preferential treatment, brings us heat when
It only goes to those who rock the diamonds and sequins
They invite the kiddies to the video show
To watch the fake titty models all act like hoes
I guessed it goes the more ignorance the more press
But everywhere I look I'm seeing black people with more stress
But does that mean we should be shucking and jiving
Fucking and kniving just to keep our bank accounts thriving
See I walked the path my elder laid out
'Cause acting like a monkey for white folks is played out
I get my own money, on my own terms
Got heat for everybody, watch the microphone burn
[Verse 2: Mr. Lif]
Let me tell you about my n***as nowadays
Nowadays n***as acting like slaves because it pays many ways
A, to get the pussy - B, to get the cars
C, the jewels around their neck
But their demise is not farfetched
Step with that Uncle Tom, fucking palm action
And my TV's always off because I see something truely black then
Aww shit, got a call from Brother Malcolm
Awakened from the grave, he's asking, "What the fuck happened?"
I said these n***as all want homes in the Hamptons
It's Dimension shows so they do what white man asks them
Throwing money at the screen that other brother ain't catching
Yes, hellish foes, and now they rest in peace, thanks for asking
They rather teach eachother how to fire chrome than to buy a home
There's power in the land that we own
You need capital to start to win the capitalism
Take the money from the sales and buy some places for living
Rather black landlords than white chalk on the floor
Our mentality's the casualty that's keeping us poor
And the poor teach the rich how to work
Rich teach the kids how to invest, hence we're dying from stress
And the rhythm of the drums shines its own sun
My father said, "Son, think a brighter day is ever gon' come"
I said, "Pops, rock a beat box
And I'ma empty out my mind 'cause I'm around till I drop"
[Chorus]
Yo, Martin and Malcolm knew it
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Grandma Moses drew it
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Stevie Wonder seen it
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Many games to steam with
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Jim Brown, ran with
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Huey Newton had a plan with
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Chuck D took a stand for
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KRS is the man with
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The whole world is after
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The whole world is after
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The whole world is after
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