African Elephants - CYNE

Yo, yo, African elephants move swiftly through your settlement

Moving the sediment with the age-old intelligence

Evident huALLAH Star is constellation

Causing migration to time and Earth’s population

Educated, gifted mind shine throughout the ignorance

Moving my ligaments with the Five-Percent sentiments

Child legitimate.

Portrait that is intimate

So now you’re hearing this.

Work ethic is style-diligent

Elegant.

Got more power than war presidents

Setting the precedent—gold chains, rings, we rocket it

Bottle, rocket at the cosmos ‘cause only God knows

Satan and his devils gave blows to kill Diallo

My bone marrow to the core is for the hip hop

Nonstop beauty of God within the jukebox

I be bought.

Slowly and swift, making your seat rock

Formed the CYNE.

Put it up, making your car stop

The consolation: degradation of the whole nation

The complication of thought had made the gods angry

Sacred stars from the galaxy can tell us all

We gotta get right, aight, before we all fall

Phony doctrines got us locked in the slave mind

I escape mine pen-battling—time for shine

My word is sacred;

Babylon is filled with hatred

They gave us crack, legalized gats in this Matrix

Labeled me «Bandit» ever since my feet landed

The rebel on the Trans-Atlantic—they can’t stand it

I fought laws, fled north for just cause

African elephants frightening—we light jaws

41 shots to Diallo.

What the fuck?

Giuliani suck a veteran dick—now he stuck

Nation at war.

Buffalo soldiers gave more

Red blood to this bullshit land.

I wage war

Ain’t shit democratic.

Lies are systematic

They wanna see Latinos and blacks remain static

I bring havoc behind bars or not

Getting scars being free or leaving scars with shots

The consolation: degradation of the whole nation

The complication of thought had made the gods angry

Sacred stars from the galaxy can tell us all

We gotta get right, aight, before we all fall

Akin speak with Bobby Seale’s fist in the air

I’m tryna blow hope—with words, I’m bliss in the air

I’m on a ship with Marcus, tryin' to spark this like

«400 years of tears, but for what?»

We all stuck praying for luck and need a miracle

I got no religion—my God is ancient spiritual

Wisdom is lyrical now.

I respect that like

«Wisdom is lyrical now.

I respect that like…»

Stampeding your dreams, open your mind, making you fiend

For the wisdom.

Government systems wanting you silent

Open the violence against our own like we mindless

Instead of fighting each other, we need to be united

The social climate taking our start in fires

Tucking the wires.

Don’t go rest—we need to hire

A new messiah.

Telling truth, so no more liars

Selling us bullshit and we forced to go and buy it

The consolation: degradation of the whole nation

The complication of thought had made the gods angry

Sacred stars from the galaxy can tell us all

We gotta get right, aight, before we all fall