Young Gifted And Black Lyrics

Young Gifted And Black lyrics

[Minister Farrakhan]
So out of the MERCY of Allah
and the LAW, written in
our nature
We call an INDIVIDUAL, into existence
And when that
individual, I make, NO apologies
for what I'm about to say

[Big Daddy
Kane]
Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill
to obey okay so let the
man build
words of rapture that you have to capture
And I just slapped
ya
with the hand full of literature
that's dope def fresh hype choice
smooth and raw
Rappers I replace, rub out, and erase
Competition you must
be on freebase
Smokin or chokin, bound to be broken
Man, get your damn
hands off the mic that I'm chokin!
Cause I got a strangehold
You're still
cold off the road for the role you stole
Rhymes that you yell out, but you
did sell out
Crossed-over, lost over here, now get the hell out
I'm not a
pop star, rock'n'roller
I'm a rebel, BLESSED, able to hold a
mic like a
hammer, and drop grammar
Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam
him
Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute
They get the
boot and played like a flute
so just PLAY mute, don't even whisper
Open
your mouth to speak and I'm diss ya
Ragtag and dog, put you in the
morgue
Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady
In
other words, you're half-steppin'
Tiptoein, get goin, because my
weapon
is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun
But when it come to hype rhymes
I got one
Just like the album is still the same
_Long Live the Kane_ ain't
a damn thing changed
I still get ill and kill at will and build the
skill
to fill your grill so don't tell me you're real
We sample beats,
you sue and try to fight us
*tchk* Maaaan, you still be home with
arthritis!
If we didn't revive em, bring back alive
old beats that we
appreciated, you wouldn't survive
You'd be another memory to us
Ashes to
ashes and dust to dust
So understand, the way that I live
that's positive
- and the message I got to give
It's a benefit for you and me
I'm talkin
bout P.E.A.C.E.
The chosen one that has turned a new leaf
I got gold
teeth, and they don't chew beef
No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my
dish
The Kane fallin victim? *tchk* Sucker, you wish
I flow like water,
slaughter
Put you out of order.. floored ya!
Rappers are raggin and
taggin and snaggin and braggin
to be on the bandwagon, but I'm the Last
Dragon
With the knack to attract the pack
so just GET BACK, I'm young,
gifted and black

And just go with the flow you know
In the place to
be with my man Marley Marl
Sendin this out to Divine Force
Can't forget
my main man Heavy D
And to my good brothers EPMD
And to my man Ice-T over
on the West Coast
Can't forget Kool Moe Dee, Busy Bee, MC Lyte, the Audio
Two
I say, peace!