Let It Burn

Open your eyes
Yeah, tell me what you see, dog
MC's on deck
It's the elite squad
You shall see
Start recognizing your privileges
Yeah, before they start weaponizing these lyricists

All praise is due to Allah, but we worship the dollar
So what we gon' do for jihad?
I was hard in the booth, in the yard, the hallway
Then I got wise, gave a little juice to the gods
Your body a temple, try to keep the lesson intact
Progression is forward, regression is back

But if you make it to the essence, that's a blessing in fact
Fuck a stripper, I got Mother Nature making it clap

I can rain dance or rain rhyme, pass me a track

I adapt to the boom bap, mic and a strap
Give me a dap, real rap, I'm ahead of the pack
This is Kweli and Goose, and every rhyme kicking
In the morning what I'm hating is probably a roach
I can talk to the walls then walk through 'em
Listen dog, I'm different, always use a godly approach
Right, ain't the new black star, but shit, I'm the most

Dope, like Mac Miller, we black sill of these wack niggas
Gotta give us dap or they be getting too close
I'll abort violence but I'm a bar away from gripping the toast
Your assumptions is a slippery slope, you scared to pick up the soap
Just stay away from the crime life
When you offer up critique of the zeitgeist, they slitting your throat
Yo, this rhyme life showed me the limelight was twisted
It destroyed the young, black, and gifted, so I'm staying on mission
Some of my niggas got that blind ambition

Wanna test any competition? Nigga, my God is living

Staying true, I play it blue like it's foul language
What we living through way more offensive, this is our anguish
Our pain is no illusion no matter how you frame it
We spit our life, you acting like it's just entertainment

Nah, that's what a fetish is
Hip-hop way more than cars, clothes, and necklaces

Ha, chemtrails in the air
Let it burn, let it burn
A nigga wishing he was there
Wait your turn, wait your turn
You think you different but you're not, boy
You think you're living but you're not, boy

Dollars circulate for some jewelry or cars
You bambi running back in the forest
I know about bright lights and that they all ain't forced
I know we at war and that I'm just like Forrest
Black man on my shoulder reciting Raphael chorus
Gonna miss me like Nike Airs, Christie's
This summer, I'm coming for you
Halfway there like Latoya, the heart don't lie
Everybody rocking Jordans can't fly

5'3" With a 6'9" stride
Got a leg up on whoever, my employer is nine
I'm only one away from a dime
We don't change up, we just a better version this time

I bet we get it right the next time
Millions marching, they still building Dakota pipelines
I'm still writing pipelines, crack
Prince said this the sign of the times
I'm waiting on the day that I cover a Times
My mother said to love other, bless her, I am just like her
You couldn't picture a writer like I with a lighter
Fly shit I just said for the cypher
There's more wisdom to come, even my dope shit brighter
But pay me no mind if you don't know what the price is

What the price is

Ha, chemtrails in the air
Let it burn, let it burn
A nigga wishing he was there
Wait your turn, wait your turn
You think you different but you're not, boy
You think you're living but you're not, boy
You think we tripping, these are knots, boy
You think we flipping, we got plots, boy