Reno Nevada - Australopithecus Africanus

What the fuck
When I die, bury me in gold
Like pharaoh Tutankhamen, way down in a dungeon
I'm like Harriet Tubman, either you gone be free
Or shotgun put in your knee, so baby just keep it trudging yea
Break out the Ku Klux, water hoses, bludgeons
My entrails are grumbling, hungrier than I ever been
I can consume an elephant, call up my marijuana man
Need more repugnant
I got a queen, that cook that fucking clean
Not 'cause that's her job she just cater to kings
Her fro sit like a crown, most beautiful thing
That behave like royalty but down to make a scene
Autocrat, oh shit the god is back
It's beaucoup ganja packs and broken cardiacs
I really apologize my flows could traumatize
Like a heterosexual man that's sodomized
I'm quite enormous my wallet is like a tortoise
Excuse me I mean a forest it flourish just call me florist
I kick ass just like Chuck Norris
Was the butt of your jokes and now
I straight cadaver the chorus like corpses
Poverty stricken, probably pissing in drainage it's heinous
Opposite fictions, proper descriptions with language I'm famous
Hood is ugly it's full of druggies and harlots that barter
It often harbors poets, martyrs, and artists, and carnage
I need catharsis I'm incognito in Heathrow, wait
How about this beat though sexual ego libido
This is that labia lingo pigmented Negro I'm deadly
I'm fucking melanin heavy wielding machetes on medleys I'm ready
I'm dropping sutras, Malcolm mixed with Martin Luther
Motherfucking Zarathustra, sipping whiskey blowing hookahs, honest!
I'm Australopithecus Africanus
Honest, I reached America before Columbus
Yea, that's my nigga though
Dropped a mill on Sid Jay, that's my nigga though
Yea that's my nigga though
Dropped a mill on P. Crack that's my nigga though
Yea that's my nigga though
Dropped a mill on A. Love that's my nigga though
Yea, that's my nigga though
I dropped a mill on that bitch she can get it though
Yea, I spit that Africana
Spit for Black Madonnas, in head wraps that hold knaps
Matter fact I spit that back to Ghana
Spit that Marcus Garvey, spit that shit for darkies yea
You know the skin like coffee
You know hair like cotton, this that Akhenaten
You know solar molecular, holy but secular
Vernacular that shut a nigga down real quick
And money ain't the issue, your money infinitesimal
I shut your ass down in your town real shit
I took my lineage into a tiny cubicle
And learned that Black is beautiful all the way to cuticles
So when I spark a lecture, that's Afro-Asiatic part projector
My architecture the darkest nectar
That's my nigga though
Dropped a mill on Sid Jay, that's my nigga though
Yea that's my nigga though
Dropped a mill on P. Crack that's my nigga though
Yea that's my nigga though
Dropped a mill on A. Love that's my nigga though
Yea, that's my nigga though
I dropped a mill on that bitch she could get it though
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Written by:
Renaldo McClinton

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