Текст песни
Stack to combat the stats
Of being young and black
Reach every corner of the map
See we pack what you lack
Want cheese without the rats
Want racks for the alpha pack
Now Bounce back like return of the Mack
We grinding while you slack
Man check that bottom feeder they Leeches
Got a Black queen with God in her features
Rip a collective into eaches
Your calling keeps calling it's trying to reach ya
Used to be in the game now you sitting on the bleachers
Original Gods, we the new OG's
Original Gods, we the new OG's
Original Gods, we the new OG's
Original original original Gods
They kicking that myth but not with a million cent
I can show you ten thousand spent
The 85 percent with no clue what the 10 percent do
Evil these Men descend from Yakub
Our youth go to school of false truth
History books lied that to you
Bunch these shorties sad stories
Changes the pages
Turn alpha into beta
Native to the zeta star system
Nearly brake the car system
The energy I'm bringing had them thinking I was from somewhere else