Brother Ali - DAYLIGHT lyrics

My friend, give me a minute here You have no idea how to frame me "Brother Ali is this, Brother Ali is that" You ain't been right yet So ok I'll do it myself Ant, you got me? (Verse 1:) Big Brother the beast I'm showing my teeth Feel it all in the air it's too potent to breathe Explosive with the free, got a heavy one I wrote up my sleeve I could post up or go for the three Versatile with it I'm grinding until I get it Mindless of the defined limits or consequences I defy critics I ain't scientific I find my intrinsic vibe and I ride with it Vocals no nothing other than soul touching So if they land in yours it's just a home-coming If they don't go there they might perish Land on deaf ears but die unembara**ed You don't need to hear my race in the song You hear the plane that I'm on Your whole face change when I'm on Your ears might help you see f** hearing me I need you to feel like me (Chorus: x2) Daylight Let the dark side slide right on out you Don't deny it announce it to the Daylight Let it get inside of you 'cause you're not alive until you open up your eyes (Verse 2:) I never asked my brothers to put that crown on me Now they want to frown on me, look down on me Pardon me I don't think I'm hurting anybody Just because I took shahadah but I'm cursing at the party Ain't showing I'm holy just showing the whole me Ya'll just pretend to be whatever your role be Don't get me wrong preist and rabbi innam but maybe that's why the ma**es don't respond Can't sit and nit pick but miss the big sh** Expect us not to see the contradictions Want us to listen and join your religion I ain't got a pot to piss in who ya'll kidding I believe in the Qu'ran and all that's within it The concepts and all of the prophets that are mentioned But I talk directly to God so if I'm sinning ya'll ain't got nothing to do with me repenting (Chorus x2) (Verse 3:) If I'm an open book this is how I'm supposed to look I got to show it all and don't be shook So they ask me if I'm black or white, I'm neither Race is a made up thing I don't believe in it My genes tie me to those that despised me Made a living k**ing the ones that inspired me I ain't just talking about singing and dancing I was taught life and manhood by black men So I'm a product of that understanding And a small part of me feels like I am them Does that make me a liar maybe but I don't want the white folks that praise me to think they can claim me 'Cause you didn't make me You don't appreciate what I know to be great yet you relate to me and that frustrates me and what can I say 'cause I know that I benefit from something I hate But make no mistake our connection ain't fake It's never too late to clear off the slate You follow my tape then you know What I'm about If something comes up then it must come out (Chorus x2)