I Don’t Play About Bandcamp, And I Have 16 Bars For You

Peace and love, kinfolk. I can kick 16 for you? No, brother, it’s not the usual bullshit. You see, my raps aren’t typical—I read.

You said you down for that? Aight, bet.

Listen,
The black bourgeoisie is useless!
Capitalist expropriation is inclusive.
Walk with nooses chained to ya feet..
I slained on this beat all existing doubt—
You desire routes, read the books, and hold ya hands, the maps will show you light when its nothing but the wind,
The day will show you yang when it’s nothing but the yin!

I seen the pain, and I danced in the rain,
Flamboyant and black
Joyful jeers gee whizz! I spin and I is
I’m the I in eye, it’s I and I
And my fellow comrades, united fronts.
Hibiscus leaves in the gun,
Shot over the rising sun
Audhu Billahi Minashaitanir Rajeem!
And send a prayer for the breaking of all oppressive regimes.

Thank you. How does that sit with you? You need some time to process that? Okay, okay. Word. Respect. Love. One love. You gotta go somewhere? Okay, bet, well thank you for your time brother. Respect.

Oh no, please don’t tell me to stay safe. Tell me to stay dangerous. And black.

Alright now, brother. Peace and love.

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