Castro wanna make a mill from it...whatever that means, take it how you want it
[Verse 1: Chaos]
Castro the opus with magnums
Double clutch pistols or fiskers I pa** you
Speakers get loud as a kicker or pastor
Speak in existence my riches then have em
King till I switched it da militant Castro
Hitman I k** it make hits an a**a**in
Used to do lean till I had to get active
Activist now I'm the voice of the black men
Darken my past and brought light to my pa**age
Opened my eyes, my third eye looking past them
Seen to the future surrounded by blackness
That could be good or bad based on our actions
Balling my calling like I am John Madden
Okafur, Russell, or Hunter March Madness
Word to my team either Panthers or Pack and
For Panthers I'm blue and salute to the black them
Hueys he freeman or newton just ask em
The answer is different still 3 on my back then
Crash through a ceiling if it's made outta gla** get
Ga**ed up and climb past the height of the Aspen
Raw though this seaweed no sushi get wrapped in
OG my only teacher was in cla**es
OGs my only teachers were the cla**ics
Blues funky grooves making moves like a jazz man
Crew making moves to the moon like the Jackson's
Use of the tools make you dudes think I'm Batman
Utility belt Ferragamo or Alex-ander McQueen
Hugo Fendi to match it
See a future victorian house like a chapel
Got homies from Dallas my minds like a maverick
Stack till I'm cooling by pools in a palace
Stacks like Mark Cuban Cuban no tobacco
Asking a beauty to nuke it and wrap it
Tesla with gas 202 like a Rapide
Howl at the moon till they knew who the pack is
Go to the moon no approval from NASA
Talking the future but who's in the happening
Habari Gani police shooting a black kid
Oti body probably subdued for him rapping
Truth in his music influence the mad man
For Charleston the roof set ablaze strike a match then
Light candles dream lucid and chose between Malcolm
X Martin Luther Newton Abernathy
Refuse to play victim and won't lose to this Ma**ah
Whip turn em cripple I'm as ruthless as Nat was
Toussaint L'Ouverture manifest all our land from
Years of free labor we are slaves greater grandsons
Better hope that our only weapon is a handgun
If we all used our head we'd be stronger than Samson
Galaxy in our hands like our phone is a Samsung
Spoken like poets never hold my damn tongue
Diamonds and gold dipped in my motherlands blood
Police no reason for you to put hands up
Black cause the white flag is too un-American
Red white and blue lit a fuse with the redrum
Bullets make music in tune of the snare drum
Movement no movement im true until hell comes
Do em in movement I pull it its and 1
Dude get too foolish we shoot clips no camera
Down with the movement these wolves get your hands up
[Chorus: Chaos]
30 Nights with the mic on
Listen might get your mind blown
Wording rights tryna write wrongs
Got em wondering if the march happened
Wonder if the march matter
CNN clips of march madness
We done kept it cool with em
Tryna be a unit wit em till they started actin
Shoot a n***a in a school, theatre
In a film or real like it don't matter
Callin it the March Madness
Signs in the air sirens flashing
Cops shooting n***a ain't a basket
Shooting and the aim is blackness
Citizen didn't get to live
Getting sick of this
Living in the march madness