Frank Knight and Chuck LaWayne - Martin X

[Verse 1: Frank Knight]

They think it’s murderous intentions from these lyrics that I’m spitting
Like it’s a pin I should sit in, for this pen that I’m gripping
But it’s Bush with Forte you got to pardon my spitting
Cause of the way I’m connected this is divine intervention
Refined in the wisdom of the mathematical language of God wisdom
And I’m just a small fraction of the knowledge that Allah’s given
I ain’t pushed down the pen I was scripting I pulled the pin I was gripping
Unleashing this explosive mine mind of mine that’s been drifting
Through a condescending system designed for my kind to slip in
But I’m kind of different my thoughts is kind of Christian
But not like the Cesare Borgia European concept giving
More like the real original Israelites on that divine mission
Well when I put it like that maybe it’s more than kind of different
Y’all mindset asian condoms to this kind of spitting
My endowed Wakanda vision too big to just kind of fit in
You ain’t been stimulated from a inside feeling cause my kind missing

[Hook: Sample]

[Verse 2: Frank Knight]

… This is manifestation from meditation
… From where hammers is spitting and death is waiting
… If your spirit is sick this is medication
… Depression suppression for elevation

They think too small but I’m the size revision
It’s a new era and sound of churren but I won’t diss em
And I won’t condemn or call they kind dumb
Cause when you black with a New York life style you understand sun
You use to making what’s popping while not fitting in
I wasn’t built for these rappers raw is how I get in
You got beef talking hot dog to Frank please not with him
That’s your man well my boy goin leave your smarts on him
It won’t be no pardon when you beg pardon him
They’ll pardon him from the parts of him
You’ll piece it together while left puzzled you ain’t want no part with him
Hands shaking like the pom pom of a cheerleader with Parkinson’s
I got a short fuse you spark it, I’ll spark you
I’ll Constantine that devil in you and dearly depart you
Meditate check yourself restore your natural order
Before it’s left to us to send you pass that supernatural border

[Hook: Sample]

Written by:
AMIN SHABAZZ, FRANKLIN KNIGHT

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