the quickening (the W reckoning part II)

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Alright, alright, alright
Lets get one thing clear right now
Lot of emcees out here claiming that they got styles
And that they tight, huh
But I dont give a damn about none of them
Cause, see me
[Verse One]
See, Im gon be alright, live my life as long as Im alive
I ride on five-eighty, but Im not an eighty-fiver
Usually exit high enough to fly like Egyptian gliders
Bringing the message to the black man like Elijah
Honourable, did I mention, aint no dissent amongst the strivers
No tension or fights, there just be lessons in life
Im a subscriber to the Call thats Final
Fiend for the knowledge like my DJ fiends for vinyl
Hold the microphone like a habitual user, like winos
Clutch wine bottles, in my death grotto
Until my skin gets mottled, dont expect to get coddled
Cause see me, patna
I wasnt raised in no family that got up to pops reading stocks
It was more like he was down the block
At my uncles rolling up chops, getting off knocks
Had the whole damn neighbourhood on lock
Back before the game was hard like rocks
Yet lightweight like glocks, and this ** ** dont stop
Its as frightening as the idea of a million black men
Marching on Washington might have been to some people
But then only if were not equal
As shoulders get colder, individuals get older and bolder
I aint buying what they sold ya, Im a soldier
The Warriors first round number one pick like Joe Smith
Thought I told ya
I aint average, I manage to move my mandible rapidly to scold ya
Got a powerful role as flamby as the average *****s plan B
Ought to be running **** in 96 ala Marcus Camby
Can be, can he do it? All night until the early morning
Break of dawn light, I flow like fluid out your spigot
Rough and wicked when I kick it
[Hook]
Yes, righteous and I might just never even quit
Because its only to the will of ***** that I submit
Righteous and I might just never ever quit
Because its only to the will of Jah that I submit like that
[Verse Two]
The names Lateef and if youve got beef
Youll get cut up by the butchers cut, see
Ill sink my teeth into your neck like a mastiff
Fool, youre weak, I got five on your cheek
Ill crash the boards and glass, slam that ass as fast
As Shareef-Abdul Raheem, clean the glass
Imma school that, degrees that keep the ****stem up
Victims for pickings, royal stickings, stick with poli-tricks
And politicians acting like they on a hell-bent mission
For the annihilation and decimation of the human nation
Brother, listen cause theyre testing my faith
What Im feeling is the wreckoning, the quickening
Expression of the manifestation of victory
Regardless of societies that sneak around in secrecy
You see it gets deep, deep as history
Creeps like time since 4000 BC, its not a mystery
Lord knows, revealed to my soul and it shows
I drop flows thatll rock past the 21st century
They trying to keep it real, but compared to what
When there aint even no backing to their passing buck
When you shift from the material **** they get stuck
Trip, they gone slip, theyre up the creek, in the clutch
All because they really just dont give a ****
[Hook]
Yet Im righteous and I might just never even quit
Because its only to the will of ***** that I submit
Righteous and I might just never ever quit
Because its only to the will of Jah that I submit like that