Negus (Kings or Peasants) By Mi'Kalibur

Verse I
You ever hit that rock bottom so hard that you end up in China with no passport
huh
it's like I'm in the ring
life clutched and I'm held up by the neck from Dwayne Johnson's bicep
now tell me what that mean
I'm falling back and these people scream what I lack
the pressures on me but I wouldn't tap
now how you gone react
when the bills due and your life is trapped in a wheel to small for you to make feel cool
yea this what real do
I'm looking up to the sky like God am I still proof of what humans can live through
and are you still truth
or am I stuck in a system where coexistence with fake Christians is real too
that's what I mean man
where your gavels at
you want to judge but hide the hand where you scandal at
Olivie Pope when you speaking quotes you can have them back
The world is mine Tyrannus rap and I'm snapping black.

Chorus
man pushing agenda
man pushing against us
the system is out to get us
growing up to be victims
or are we winners (yea)
are we negus or are we niggas
kings or peasants you pick your present

Verse II
sounds like I got to
crush the heads of the snakes up in the industry
politically, I'm just a Christian no need for any beef
but this word give me meat up on my bones
spiritually I'm made of stone
same one that's being thrown
away y'all reject him and he has all the power
any hour second or day he can make devoured
because Divine order is God's
I'm surprised that the mask bandaged your eyes is blind in disguised (surprise)
who gassed you up with engine running of evolution
passenger is science with no resolution
just hypothesis and theories
no solid truth and any man that say that they wise my God would call them foolish
how you want to do this
they stab the back of Jesus
false doctrine religion written
call it the book of Judas
let the truth speak
running on that path with the devil
get you dragged down to hell
but this is not a movie

[Chorus]t

they want me dead mayne
not talking about physically in my head man
mentally killing me with this tyranny
tearing me from my destiny
desperately I can't let it be
let me breath
this is my legacy
at stake when I act late
that's a black trait
but
I won't lack faith
get the facts straight
i know I'm that great cause
if your telling me
I'm compelled to be
with a failed degree
all the hell I see
is left for me is jail and a felony (huh)
then look me in my eyes and tell me
if you don't see that same design
then why you infidel me
lock me in cells or sell me
pop me with shells or tell me
that I'm only worth a dime
and in my prime we either do sport or a rhyme
but I'm, worth more than a number
jersey or a check
worth more than a jumper
surely more than that
worth more than my color
show me more respect
man up in that mirror
either rise up or subject ye

[Chorus]