Young, Gifted And Black

So out of the MERCY of Allah

and the LAW, written in our nature

We call an INDIVIDUAL, into existence

And when that individual, I make, NO apologies

for what I'm about to say

Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill

to obey okay so let the man build

words of rapture that you have to capture

And I just slapped ya

with the hand full of literature

that's dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw

Rappers I replace, rub out, and erase

Competition you must be on freebase

Smokin or chokin, bound to be broken

Man, get your damn hands off the mic that I'm chokin!

Cause I got a strangehold

You're still cold off the road for the role you stole

Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out

Crossed-over, lost over here, now get the hell out

I'm not a pop star, rock'n'roller

I'm a rebel, BLESSED, able to hold a

mic like a hammer, and drop grammar

Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him

Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute

They get the boot and played like a flute

so just PLAY mute, don't even whisper

Open your mouth to speak and I'm diss ya

Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue

Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady

In other words, you're half-steppin'

Tiptoein, get goin, because my weapon

is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun

But when it come to hype rhymes I got one

Just like the album is still the same

_Long Live the Kane_ ain't a damn thing changed

I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill

to fill your grill so don't tell me you're real

We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us

*tchk* Maaaan, you still be home with arthritis!

If we didn't revive em, bring back alive

old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn't survive

You'd be another memory to us

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

So understand, the way that I live

that's positive - and the message I got to give

It's a benefit for you and me

I'm talkin bout P.E.A.C.E.

The chosen one that has turned a new leaf

I got gold teeth, and they don't chew beef

No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish

The Kane fallin victim? *tchk* Sucker, you wish

I flow like water, slaughter

Put you out of order.. floored ya!

Rappers are raggin and taggin and snaggin and braggin

to be on the bandwagon, but I'm the Last Dragon

With the knack to attract the pack

so just GET BACK, I'm young, gifted and black

And just go with the flow you know

In the place to be with my man Marley Marl

Sendin this out to Divine Force

Can't forget my main man Heavy D

And to my good brothers EPMD

And to my man Ice-T over on the West Coast

Can't forget Kool Moe Dee, Busy Bee, MC Lyte, the Audio Two

I say, peace!