Текст песни H.A.M.M. - BASHEER JONES

Bismillah
Fc on the beat whad up brother
It's all good man
It's all good man
It's all good
Hey listen, uh, let me do what I'm supposed to
No gun needed, keep a pen in the holster
Some cats they destroy the culture
Benefit from the dead just like a vulture, lemme speak
I'll keep it brief
Freestyle upon you I send peace every time that I speak
I choke mics make it breathe fire like dragons
Allah, he blessed me with a gift no bragging
I'm young like Vince but can't afford the fumble
Pick any four man, George, I'm Mohammed when I rumble
In the jungle imma eat ya, you da best you an animal you lion cheetah
I hang with elephants dudes words is irrelevant
Never live that life, he just the one telling it
I guess I'm next man, I bring storms move things with my mind
I should be down with X-Men
Stupidity I came to destroy, I'm at beast you should call me Hank McCoy
Life's a struggle, god he gonna test me now
Lyrically I kill cats, arrest me
Now this is the truth

Half warrior half scholar
Some people sell they soul for a half dollar
The weakest dude become a killa for this skrilla
Young chimps trying to beat gorillas
They say Basheer you must be a ape nobody go rilla, I'm the sickest dude in the room who's iller?
Hold fast to the 5 pillars praying to the most supreme
Cause who are you if you ain't got the deen
They say Basheer why you angry it's not that my flows is mean, no scheme i just say what i mean
I just never been a pretender even if you have amnesia my flows you gon' still remember
Yo I'm gonna go H.A.M.M.
Nah, I'm Muslim nah let me go L.A.M.B.
Lyrical assassin Muslim brother who I am and I'm trying to make a change from Cleveland to japan
And beyond, my word is my bond
These cats rap about money, crack, women and killing I yawn
Opposite then don if they was being real, I swear they'd be gone
Dead or in jail they transform on the song
So, will the real men who stand up, they lack genitals
I bring message of hope blatant subliminal and I'm climbing to the top like i got tentacles
Man these imbeciles
They spit poison while me i bring minerals i said i bring minerals
So they asked what i got in me
H rap MLK, Martin, Marley, Pac in me
Listen it ain't no stopping me because being a sucka brother it's just not in me
They call 'em kinko because all they do is copy, I call him joe cause boy they so sloppy
Sound like a slave talking about your chains
Let me hear a song talking bout your brains
You sound like a slave talking about your chains
Let me hear something talking about your brains
This is the truth