Текст песни
God like imperial features
Skin as black as the son God
Asiatic in Egypt
Formal salah
When you speaking to the name of the Regis
My wisdom moves mountains
Stone telekinesis
If I didn't walk in faith
I'd be a paraplegic
All praise due to Allah
I rose again like a Phoenix
Back when I was known as Mr. poetic genius
My thread of conscious
Handcrafted by the hands of a seamstress
Black atom, my mathematics
Defines quantum physics
This is gold metal rap
I place first in Olympics
This that Red, Black & Green
Pan Afrocentric
Soul is from the Black Land
Rich soil of Kemet
Throwing dirt all on my name
Just to bathe in my image
Natural born leader
Never known as a partisan
Taking care of the game
The responsible guardian
I put it on my back
I wear it well like a cardigan
Was I the only one
The only one
Was I your one and only
Was that why you were treating me so coldly
I've been speaking to god lately
Asking him to guide me
But I've been wondering if he can hear me
Was I the only one
The only one
Was I your one and only
Ya ya
I came a mighty long way
Without the father I wouldn't make it through the day
A blessing in disguise
Testament to your faith
There were some days when I tried to throw that shit away
Fresh outta school how I move right between hoods
Hearing drive bys and sirens had a nigga shook
It took some time but that sound sorta ended up becoming white noise for my sleep id never double look
That last line was the last thing stressing me
I was a YUNGIN
Envisioned having family
How to feed them niggas off of selling PS3 CD's bootleg DVD's