Rashad Sun - Necessary

I stand within the fortress of corpses
Behind a podium like I'm running for office
Dead people staring at me like their cautious
Cause my food for thought is making them nauseous
Sick to their stomachs
The mind of the suffering
Needs adjustment
But they seem reluctant...
Cuz the wrong foods been fed to em
A steady diet of pork rhymes and vowel movement
This that kosher, closer to God culture, non-haram, Salaam
That Muslim, halal music... By any means I'm necessary
True & living
Spit wisdom
Secondary
Know the ledge
Before u take the pledge
From both sides of the mouth the sword gotta double edge
This is karma from the barrel of the revolver that made Malcolm a martyr
And resurrected the Father
I'm Marcus Garvey in the 20s up in Harlem
Dismantle you mammals
I think deeper than Dolphins
I rhyme in the dimensions of a coffin
If u gotta problem u a dead man walking...
Who u talkin too?
Without a shadow doubt I'm talkin too you...

The black man is God
And my righteous name is Rashad
My honorable name is Rayvon...
L Wilson
So I keep building
The children needs much better examples
Or we're gonna leave our neighborhoods in shambles
This a strangle hold
I'll achieve the goal...

You're a damsel in distress none the less
The Black women is Earth, so now you're worthy of death
If you disrespect
Ain't no disconnect
It's the universal family adding the understanding...
My BARZ is barbaric
A critical beat down, ultra magnetic
I'm Kool Keith
Raekwon with his buck teeth
Descendent of Chuck D & Ason Unique
Speak
I talk like I walk like I know somethin
In the streets, bringing peace like I'm so gully
Muddy waters understudy spit so cruddy
Leave your brain Bloody underneath your black skully
I could change the air pressure like the weather muggy
Hazy hot & sunny
Above 6 a fine mist of mental rain is coming
So I gotta keep it keen & cunning, can't keep running
Sandra Bland shoulda ran she probably be alive
Black man get a bank loan he denied
How we do for self we can't even survive
Student enrollment
Peep degree number 5
Square mileage of the planet earth
Water
Land
6 million miles we gave to the colored man
We don't care about it
We saved the best for us
We deserve the best
Love
Peace
Happiness
I rhyme like I'm laying cross a chaise lounge
Sippin green tea listening to James Brown
Today's rap music really got the same sound
Teach the babies truth but them niggas ain't down...
Who's the slave?
Who's the master?
Who's the father?
Who's the bastard?
Nobody took enough Time to ask ya
Think about your response before you answer
I'm Marvin Gaye in the stu singing trouble man
Roger troutman bangin out with bootsy's Rubber Band
I'm all 9 members of the Wu Tang Clan
That's knowledge to Born
Peace Original Man
It's the guiding light
Squinch your eyes tight, if I shine too bright!

Written by:
Rayvon Wilson

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