My friend, give me a minute here

You have no idea how to frame me

"Brother Ali is this, Brother Ali is that"

You ain't been right yet

So ok I'll do it myself

Ant, you got me?





Big Brother the beast I'm showing my teeth

Feel it all in the air it's too potent to breathe

Explosive with the free, got a heavy one I wrote up my sleeve

I could post up or go for the three

Versatile with it I'm grinding until I get it

Mindless of the defined limits or consequences

I defy critics I ain't scientific

I find my intrinsic vibe and I ride with it

Vocals no nothing other than soul touching

So if they land in yours it's just a home-coming

If they don't go there they might perish

Land on deaf ears but die unembarassed

You don't need to hear my race in the song

You hear the plane that I'm on

Your whole face change when I'm on

Your ears might help you see

Fuck hearing me I need you to feel like me





Daylight

Let the dark side slide right on out you

Don't deny it announce it to the Daylight

Let it get inside of you 'cause you're not alive

until you open up your eyes





I never asked my brothers to put that crown on me

Now they want to frown on me, look down on me

Pardon me I don't think I'm hurting anybody

Just because I took shahadah but I'm cursing at the party

Ain't showing I'm holy just showing the whole me

Ya'll just pretend to be whatever your role be

Don't get me wrong preist and rabbi innam

but maybe that's why the masses don't respond

Can't sit and nit pick but miss the big shit

Expect us not to see the contradictions

Want us to listen and join your religion

I ain't got a pot to piss in who ya'll kidding

I believe in the Qu'ran and all that's within it

The concepts and all of the prophets that are mentioned

But I talk directly to God so if I'm sinning

ya'll ain't got nothing to do with me repenting









If I'm an open book this is how I'm supposed to look

I got to show it all and don't be shook

So they ask me if I'm black or white, I'm neither

Race is a made up thing I don't believe in it

My genes tie me to those that despised me

Made a living killing the ones that inspired me

I ain't just talking about singing and dancing

I was taught life and manhood by black men

So I'm a product of that understanding

And a small part of me feels like I am them

Does that make me a liar maybe

but I don't want the white folks that praise me to think they can claim me

'Cause you didn't make me

You don't appreciate what I know to be great yet you relate to me

and that frustrates me and what can I say

'cause I know that I benefit from something I hate

But make no mistake our connection ain't fake

It's never too late to clear off the slate

You follow my tape then you know What I'm about

If something comes up then it must come out