Assimilation {Pt. III}

by J. Griot

I see you rock a Nike kufi,
Claiming you're the god;
Claim to be like Moses
'Cause you want to claim his rod
But you're not civilizing,
In fact you're rather savage
The God don't hustle weed 
To cause his paople damage
Should I let you take the mind 
Of my child with your ryhmes,
Or should I bust that ass,
'Cause you crossed the line
Once apon a time 
It was clear who was the devil
The devil gave us hell 
And put the swine inside the kettle
Now we settle down for less,
And some for even lesser;
Dancing with the devil 
With the Lessons on the dresser...

Accept your own and be yourself
Leave these devils alone
They ain't got enough wealth
The universe belongs to Original Man
The devil can't give you what's yours

Assimilation {Pt. III} by J. Griot

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