
Now, now, you, you Preachers and leaders You, you, administrators You teachers You leaders, you, are the worst Bitch I’m Farrakhan with a blue rag I want all beef, get toe-tagged Don’t do pigs, motherfuck CRASH Young warrior like Conan, Conan, Conan, Conan… (… Generation of young black men and women… Your day of leading them is finished!) Bitch I’m Farrakhan with a blue rag I want all beef, get toe-tagged Don’t do pigs, motherfuck crash Young warrior like Conan, Conan, Conan Conan, Conan, Conan, Conan (You can’t feel it?) Read up on ISIS the other day Bred up on violence, my phone on silent Can’t call my bluff or anybody, k? Anybody get touched any kind of way Anyway, read up on ISIS they trippin' I ain’t worried about it I’m crippin' All my automatics extended Don’t be coming around with that come around Kill everybody, no witness Bandana brown like my pigment Yeah my alma mater like Bunchy Carter I gun 'em down, I gun 'em down I’m black, proud, and my mac loud Five powers to the people Walk up get down through the peephole Cold game, cold case, nigga eat chrome Coldchain Bitch I’m Farrakhan with a blue rag I want all beef, get toe-tagged Don’t do pigs, motherfuck CRASH Young warrior like Conan, Conan, Conan, Conan… (When you talk to young people You can’t feel that you’re missing them?) Bitch I’m Farrakhan with a blue rag I want all beef, get toe-tagged Don’t do pigs, motherfuck CRASH Young warrior like Conan, Conan, Conan Conan, Conan, Conan, Conan (And we don’t want to hear your compromising…) Feeling godbody when I’m walking around here with that shotty I don’t need a chronic, you gonna get that business if you try me Bitch I’m radical, yeah, I’m radical, the automatics blow Since the Reagan era niggas serve and front that Texaco They hate what they can’t control, we don’t fuck with no patrol Take it back to fifty-four, boy I’m sticking to them codes My fist high, my clique ready Hood look like Katrina when they broke the levees My gun cocked, my hand steady Arm out the window in a black Chevy, uh! Bitch I’m Farrakhan with a blue rag I want all beef, get toe-tagged Don’t do pigs, motherfuck CRASH Young warrior like Conan, Conan, Conan, Conan… (Your day of using our people is over and it will never come back) Bitch I’m Farrakhan with a blue rag I want all beef, get toe-tagged Don’t do pigs, motherfuck CRASH Young warrior like Conan, Conan, Conan Conan, Conan, Conan, Conan (You have bought into the enemy and you want to lead your people, not to God, not to Jesus, but you want to lead them into the path of their open enemy that God has come to separate them from)
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