BARCODE$

Po pimping

Po prophet

Poor Righteous teacher

Rakim ing speakers

Shut your mouth like shaft

Silence scribes in class

1st 3rd im Saturday

I have no class

Slummin and bummin

Thought booming beats

Bare feet on streets

See me running through

Sound

Zoom Boom

Like bap

No Halle berry baps

Open mic snaps

Lyrics Hot

Like combs on negro naps

Wake up sleepy heads

Cats dead heads fed fed

Wondering why streets read

Souls crying lying where innocence bled

Hear me speak

Andromeda reach

Looking for the Beginning of Time

To begin my Rhyme

Surround my Lyrics with lyme

They got us listening to Christmas chimes

Looking at a white Jesus in a manger

Isn't that a

Christmas Crime

They sacrificed the original man

And we being thankful for giving

Like

SHUT YOUR MOUTH

Stop Jive ing me

Its Turkey time

we be the turkeys

Looking for gobble

We can't seem to

Recognize our Queens

To busy watching her

Booty wobble

Dying over color squabbles

Mixing the alphabets

Man do you understand

Scrabble

When the war starts

Legs eggs

Will be to late to scramble

They made you forget about yesterday

So we would have no hope for tomorrow

How can the white house become

Key Largo

Tariffs on all commodity

And

We are the key barcode

Got us so busy being dumb

We look at social security numbers

And we don't see barcode

LLC we willingly be barcode

Study my Lyrics and you will see barcode

Class dismissed

I hope you paid attention

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Just spittin that

This piece don't need no hook

Plenty pictures here

Open your ears read the book

Class dismissed

I hope you paid attention

Tilla Sonrise pinned this pad

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Class dismissed

I hope you paid attention

Tilla Sonrise pinned this pad

Notable mention

Just spittin that

This piece don't need no hook

Plenty pictures here

Open your ears read the book

Man I wanna rap some more

LET IT RIDE

Tilla Sonrise peace

Yo forget that

Let the Lyrics collide

We are a collection of inspection

Ask anybody presidential election

They will spin billions of dollars on an east room

While the people starve

While the countries in debt

We in Danger like Rodney in the field

No respect

Treated like discarded

Rejects

Destroyed the family with footsteps

Now they taking the checks

We need to Wu Tang and

Inspect the deck

We need the Word to make

Peace be still

Or throw Jonah over the deck

In Battle we gotta have faith in God to keep His Word

But if we expect God

To keep His Word

We gotta

Keep his Word

They got us all in a funk

Living in blues

I gotta watch what I say

Dont wanna get sued

We live in a world where

Government's ban the truth

Trying to take freedom of speech from the booth

Been banding bars birth

Born beyond boom

73 third of June

Born into death the

Womb first Tomb

Gotta be Nicodemus born again

To hear Gabriel's horn again

Less the Vale be torn again

Been born line walking thin Tilla Sonrise peace