Hi-Tek - Demigod lyrics

[Verse 1: Memnon] I was born a baby demigod Placed at the foot of the Acropolis Cryin, like where my momma is? I had a journey in front of me that was preposterous A child chosen from obscurity to represent duality Doomed from the start To be trapped in this reality They wrapped my body in a gold fleece sweater To protect my little limbs from the weather The temperature was low You could see the little particles of snow as they roam the air These minor tests that would prepare me To roam the land like a Roman My destiny was to take over In 21 years I would be plotting On how to get me a condo on the Mare Nostrum But see that system on top of me like a f**ing coaster I ain't black enough for the blacks ...and I ain't white enough for the whites So in this racial purgatory I chillll Smoking on that percolated vapor Bong rip so smooth, that's perforated paper Songs just so smooth they swear I need a label They say sign his whole crew! No need we got a label That's VS ...Yes I wrote this in the P.S., That I was sent to combat all things in society diabolical That's hard-wired in my molecules And its clear from the papers and periodicals That oppression from day 1 has been methodological Imma need uhhhhh An abacus and a couple added blessings So check it I breathe in, think about strategies to address it I breathe out, to collect my ideas took a second Cuz I'm high as the motherf**ing moon Higher than Europa and Titan Higher than Io and Phoebe Please believe me When I say that black is an endangered species They put us on the list with the polar bear and the white rhino This fight is final Leaving pock marks up on your vinyl now Ay we've been talking rebellion we need to try it now Ay we've been talking rebellion we need to try it now [Hook:Memnon] Please believe me (what?) When I say black is an endangered species (for real?) X2 [Verse 2: Memnon] Now I got the sword in my hand like Aeneas With instructions to build a new city With a couple of soldiers ready to move with me So I guess I'm cool with robbing the system It's robbing me and my sister My father and mother stressing So give me a couple beats and I promise you I'll address it Guess who owns most of Sallie Mae...John Boehner Pulling strings for daughter while he up in admin Playing the cool executive while he steady raping my homies Making a smooth exit every time it's brought up Come on now, dog, that's not how we was brought up To believe some bullsh** like this? They taking our f**ing money and then they use it on they kids How much simpler can it get This is caveman sh** But you know what? I'm not gon' stress Ay dog you know what? I'm not gon stress Imma cake up And make sure my n***as are ready to f**ing stake out Not to mention all the motherf**ers that couldn't go to college, (why?) Cuz society already weeded them out Just from some weed charge or cuz they quick at the mouth They could have been building a bridge Or working on a jet Instead they under the bridge crosstown, and they off the jet Meanwhile, Senators, yup, they stepping off them jets Wondering which minority to target next I gotta take a small respiration So turn it up until the speakers can't take it X2 [Verse 3: Memnon] But now I'm back like the tails of a coin I'm reading your f**ing raps and it's like Tales of the Boring You call that sh** rapping I call my sh** respect to Ya**in, Talib, and Common I doubt me and you have too much in common Other than the words that we pair up with words But on the real I've got poems from an alternate world I pulled them out from the forest when I would stay the night Getting my jays rolled by some pixies and sprites They stepping on your cd's like you the Dixie Chicks I'm looking at your team Like how'd you pick these chicks I hate leaving I'll leave this beat steaming The baby monitor's on, n***a I hear the streets screaming... I hear the, I hear the I hear the streets screaming....