lol tell i dont do wat im pose to do here at work lol yea dis is pretty gay but i was bored had to put something together...here ya go

ayo...

its like a negro spiritual we walking hand and hand/
black power hand to the man, house slaves infiltrating the Klan//

there we stand shook, this is not a black and white thing/
csue I know dudes pure as cane still living on public housing//

don't think cause it started off as a Martin Luther King thing/
that I was misuse or abuse the cause of the suffage I've seen//

I know my life's not ideal to most living good, I live to hustle/
but i've done all I could to learn from the hood, embraced the struggle//

complete with enough war scars to cover my cold heart/
still a whole heart cause I won't let anyone close enough to take it apart//

the streets provoking me, this heavenly art is controlling me/
narcs sitting outside scooping me, hopefully no one's mouth is opening//

I've seen God and Devil drinking cappuccinos outside of starbucks/
I walked over and they was like damn homie I guess we both needed to wake up//

the Devil looked like a women in the face with bad make up/
God was like I made the people who invented coffee and told the Devil to pay up//

I'm walking slow like what the fuck, admiring the Devil pimp cup gleaming/
God arose from the depts of his chair, then I realized I was dreaming//

I woke up screaming, thinking cot damn I had to see it to believe it/
the moral of the story is never think about drinking coffee while pursuing demons//

quick keystyle

*house slaves were alot lighter than all the other slaves thus they could have
passed as a white person to get into the Klan
everything else is very explanitory