Dizzle Morrison - The Plot lyrics

Intro: This is the plot, to let you know About our shine, about our glow Be divine, stay humble Throw out a lifeline, save a Soul Save us all Pre-verse: PEACE to my Beloveds STREETS are mighty rugged Let's MEET so we can build on the WEST we call it function YES we can accomplish PROGRESS without the nonsense Be Blessed in all your comings and goings until we own it Verse: I'm calling out my people that's balling out My people using a microphone to control the crowd My people that have a voice and use it proudly My people that strain to maintain come hang around me I embrace a thug nation, keeping a slug waiting For any swine with a mind to stunt emancipation Street hustlers and customers, law abiders and breakers Bearers of skin hated come and join the congregation To DISCUSS... who's why's what's and how's It is US... we are ignorant about Is it a MUST... that we live in fear and doubt Can we ADJUST... to living in the here and now When all we know 'bout, is taking the low route Instead of showing the Soul, we'd rather show out You let them in your temple and look what they throw out Even if you show your good side look how they profile They exploit the way we have it, glorify the tragic Until the world's convinced we are born with bad habits They call us lazy ba*tards, but don't teach that Asiatic Black men shunned sin before a m**m, Jew or Baptist It's funny how it happens We intake Buddha to maneuver through all the madness To get straight to the Main Ruler of all the happenings The True Age tutor I guess you could call it rapping I call it Spiritual scrapping And if you just so happen to hear this, you were meant to be Some think it's deep, what I'm saying is rudimentary Brave as a lion dropping science through my similes Light up the present like a decorated Christmas tree You hear the sym-phony They're playing our heart strings For my solo I play the drums that only war brings You hear them rifles chop, you hear them swords clang Cymbals clash putting confusion into your brain Peep the crescendo THROUGH, opportunity's window Got to do what I'm here for, before I get sent for Keeping it simple, just open your mental The verses I encode hit home for all of my kin folk We've been told to praise the Sun, and hate our skin But it was the Sun's affection that gave us melanin Why is our complex shunned and reason for discontent We are God's chosen now gone and tell a friend No more settling, k**ing brethren Putting inferior thoughts into your head again Follow the laws of the Universe's President Revelations of truth are highly immanent/imminent Eminent in a sense, look at where we are and been Hated, hung, hardened and tarred and then charred again Ancestors carved it in, stones aligned with stars so when Truth blooms from the womb ain't no room for arguing My Nāgas pump your fists Prophecy said it would come to this Aimed tactics breeding savages and we are the targeted Books Taking your common sense Images tainting your confidence Nāga you're born a Creator if you want some greater then raise your consciousness How they gone take that, I know where them snakes at The knowledge you stole, my people you sold, I'm coming to take back It's written in stone, you've hidden our role, and gave us some fake facts Now that I know I'm letting the whole truth replace that I'm gone stay Black, and embrace that Divinity in our DNA go 'head retrace back//that God is in you black man how you gone shake that Our genes are where human beings originate at This is the plot, to let you know About our shine, about our glow Be divine, stay humble Throw out a lifeline, save a Soul Save us all