Akala - Fire In The Booth Part 2 lyrics

Yo, Akala Knowledge is power Volume 1, Mixtape 28th of may Listen Akala music.com Tiny bit more vocal please actually Listen, Knowledge is power always Listen Oi, Mate my personal life's great Some of you would love me more, If I rubbed that in you're face Okay, well Let us run down the resume and have a little chat about how Akalas living today Big whip, nice yard, Been all over the globe Look how many continents I have done, Shows Couple little company's, Neat little office Everything going swell, Little bit of profit Built a business educating kids from the blocks So far as I'm concerned you gotta be a mug to not rate him Own my masters, Still my own master Novels and scripts on the way Rap is just a part of, The genius and it's said And he knows it, Dickhead, Since I used to kick ball for West ham With my bighead Back in school days wearing hand-me downs from my sister And gal' was still onto man, Now thats some ras charisma As just a nippa, I took my first pull of rizla And who you think gave me that? yeah my bigger sista So when we speak of struggle cousin it's yours You know the same old madness, working cla** poor Yeah, So, may of won a couple awards But I guarantee my family's just as messed up as yours All the abuse and the alcoholism and drug addiction Uncles going to prison This is working cla** livin' in Britain, It ain't great You gotta be kiddin' So please don't ever get confused by me spittin' Cos', yes I said the ghetto's in our head But no I didn't mean that if you live next to a food yard that thats in your dreams I meant believing in the madness they spout about us It's far more dangerous than putting us in council houses So yeah I criticize but from a place of love, never, ever Because I think that I've become above Every young broth, you wanna judge as a tug' It's me minus a little guidance and love So I think that your the mug And why be smug when it's an actual fact We all commit crime, Simply by paying tax Cos' we then go and tickle the people in Iraq And ask them so politely for all their minerals we extract We blew children's heads off, Set fire to backs Were a gangsta nation get down or you get clapped, so When you see the yout' running around on the road with heaters Don't be surprised, they're just copying their leaders Long as the wars stay in places that are brown and poor We can all pretend to be Abhorred But we applaud If you go up to Knightsbridge and get violent The police man who duppies you will probably get knighted If I don't wanna fight you cuz' It ain't cos' I'm frightened It's just rather fight with those who really think they're titans, sh** I ain't scared of bleeding I ain't scared of breathing another breath in this world where everything is so uneven Where millions murdered in the Congo and it's barely news But if a footballers wife should buy a pair of shoes I'm supposed to give a f** apparently, I do not The worlds a reflection of you're block And if you think a world that profit from their d**h, and be totally cool And things should be better cos' you live here, your a bloody fool Look around the genocidal abuse I swear humanity ain't nothing but a virus with shoes Then I pick my nephew up from school, and I look at the youths And see the love that they show each other and I'm just so confused Because they ain't learnt yet what is their race or religion So we're put unconditioned but we learn to play our position In the system Look what that does to our recognition of self We grow suspicion of our own intuition, listen Akalas sick but he raps about racism to much Could you imagine I gave a flying f Cos' it's amazing, how many wanna claim they love this music With no respect for the actual struggle that produced it Did Hip-Hop not start in segregated hoods, are them hoods not still segregated? So it's really good And the first nation not still on reservations where the age of 46 Is the average life expectation And fellas, I wonder where the Favelas, could be suddenly knocked down And replaced with something better If you got sense you see fights are joined in race cla** and Gender are sides of the same coin So, if you really down for justice whoever the people who suffered, whoever you are I consider you my sisters, brothers But call it what it is like Carlin or Bill Hicks Not these patronizing left-wing little twits who ask me dumb sh** On the superior tip And wanna act like cos I read I saw less violence as a kid Don't make me an exception For your mental protection From acceptin' the madness in the system we are left in That was the clearest thing to come of august events All the closet bigots started speaking their minds again So when a Jamaican or Asians misbehavin' of course it's because of their skin Blonde hair k**s a million people, thats just him And it's entertaining some people are so thick But I prefer that to all of the fake grins Cos' it's the only problem people claim they wanna so but don't actually wanna talk about How it evolved, You are told, this country really really yours sir? What they did to brown people they did to their own poor first And originally in the states, working cla** whites were also enslaved Still no one talks about it today Ever since the master came with the system of privileged Made the working whites the overseers mulatto the house Cos' put the darkest blacks in the field, that mind is with us still Billion dollar industry's, skin cream and bleaching pills And lets be honest most people of my complexion to this very day still think they're Better than the darker section You say it's changed then only educate me about Wilberforce not about the Africans in Haiti Who beat the army's of the British, Spanish and napoleon, From the moment it was stolen From em, There was no controllin' em When I was in school, she said no you never fought for freedom No, we freed you and you were on your knees pleading And once more did you know that we kind of saved you from the barbarism of Africa You should be grateful And enough of our own people can't be bothered to read That they actually believe that we were swinging from trees They don't know the kingdom of Congo had emba**y's in Italy 500 years ago, Literally Ain't heard of Saint Maurice or Septimius Severus They ain't studying the past cos' they think it's irrelevant And attempts of pretending ancient Egyptians weren't African Nuttin' more than pseudo intellectual lies They obviously ain't read what Aristotle, Herodotus said About people they saw for their own eyes and Egypt's been invaded since the fall of the pharaoh's Not once, Not twice, But many many times And nobody wants to explain why so many statues have missin' noses Even when those statues made of granite It ain't one people alone, mis-taught about themselves We live on Celtic land, But don't learn about the Celts The same, Irish people you characterize as stupid During the dark ages some of the most educated living in Europe And did you learn the numbers you count with every day Were invented by Indian people, I bet you didn't Or how many million Indians fought for Britain in both world wars Still you got the cheek to call them immigrants We don't learn about the Moors of course, for some that knowledge dangerous Is it a problem the impact they had on the Renaissance When people take power over another group We minimize their achievements so we can make it feel true So if you think Columbus was first to sail ocean blue You probably believe Elvis created rock&roll too And oh, for the record no doubt I believe in peace But not for one second will I turn the other cheek They slap you, slap them back and take teeth The only way a bully ever learn is getting beat Fight, fire with fire nah fire with water See the life you enforce is stronger than the destroyer That's why these MC's can't speak to me NO, All men are not made equally My brains made of iron fiber, conductin' the livest wire My average grades higher than Oxford and Cambridge require I don't want credit, because I got a message I want credit cos' I'm the best MC Dead it When I came out way back in 04 Sister had just won every award Most man would have done the bait thing Put big sis on the chorus chords That would of been a-list or Quickly I would of been famous more But look how I came in this ting' raw Bang of the streets and more If I MC'd and I heard me rap i'd be like what the I ain't never gonna' be that good so I better not push my luck It will embarra** me Only insanity, Would make you challenge me Better hope if we bump heads, that day that I fee like charity If not it's a beaten and ain't no use in searching for meaning Cuz all it means is that you are crap and I am a genius Wait I'm Panama I'll push the parameter Can you imagine a Pharaoh more sicker than average I'll k** them with character Benjamin Banneker Look at the marriage of stamina Damage ya Boy from Britannica Got love from the whole in the calendar, so cold that I roll in a Challenger Why your men roll with the ametures Im too much harder You can just call him Father Akala But I don't talk sh** like a pastor Many know that I'm smarter than Arthur Bloody disaster Fire astarter Probably prodigy Make you a martyr For these crap MC's that mumble Then see me in the flesh and crumble Never told you that I was humble No I'm not, Don't lie I'm so sure with my writing ability That I feel like I'm finding divinity Sit down and rhyme soliloquy My agility, timing is Military What scene? get a Guillotine for the Mini-me It seems ya'll fiend for the the mimicry Your team couldn't dream of this synygy That I be when I scheme on a wicked beat There he goes again with the big words, better syllables Get your dictionaries out That's what I'm about Clowns wanna shout Thrash him, smash him in the mouth Bloody professor Man of the letter I've read and I've read and I'm sure that I'm better Never regretting the endeavor to dead an oppressor I think that they're lepers that think that their pleasures are better endeavors Don't know about precious but See me? born in a rage Maroon blood, coursing my veins As you can see I was born for the stage But, I'll never be their cultural maid Some say that we're political Cos' what they're doing isn't Don't they preach a political doctrine called materialism But, for all the Italian clothes that you wear Or German cars that you drive Or french Champagne that we buy We'll still be monkeys in their eyes So why you are beggin' it Who knows, Italians fight to wear Jamaican clothes? Italians call their own women hoes? For everyone's entertainment bro? But hey, what do I know I'm just the one with the coldest flows All over the globe baddin' down shows But still don't oil my chest and pose Pose a threat to the power structure Never cause' were anything special But because were the people together And thats the only way things changin'. EVER