Lyrics Breath of God - Basheer Jones

Bismillah
Fc on the beat what's up man
The breath of God is my spirit that's why you inspired when you hear it
Give like my mother stingy like my father their connection it brought about a man like no Other
With my grandmother's intelligence, killing instinct of my grandfather, make nonsense Irrelevant
I got a pinch of W.E.B., Malcolm X, Nat turner runs all through me

Uh, Muslim version of Dr. King consciousness of Marvin Gaye but hey I can't sing
Yea but i am Sam Cooke and change ain't coming it's here take a look
Music tricks our girls to want to be Barbie's so, I remind you of your history like Garvey... Marcus to the heartless I'm Marley... Bob fight for your rights
I'm my mother and fathers mixture, spirit of Harriet, I'll come back if I missed you

They say I got an old soul but too young to retire, I want heaven but don't have the Credentials required
So I spit like I'm the sickest, give like I'm the richest they been robbing our girls mind to Argue bout who's the thickest
We come from tribes that's why we so cliquish but we go to jails and cemeteries the Quickest
So I'm cocky like a black panther mentally cocked and loaded
People want to make a change but they soul has eroded they want to see the sign, but The signs they are coded
But how can you stop the spirit of Tupac

I'm the new shaka
Not silk but Zulu people trying to fool you the world trying to fool you
I got the spirit of a Zulu, locked up but still free like h wrap in mutulu
Funny with a purpose like Cosby, I rep for the brown like Bobby
Seal, under pressure I chill when they shooting the ahk is causing ruckus like newton
Not the dude who called what existed gravity
I'm talking Huey p that's why they mad at me

Leave a legacy like Nina Simone I ain't the next Malcolm I'm the first Basheer Jones
Leave a legacy like Nina Simone I ain't the next martin I'm the first Basheer Jones
Leave a legacy like Nina Simone I ain't the next Elijah I'm the first Basheer jones
This is the truth