Quadir Lateef - P.O.W.E.R. lyrics

[Intro: Trent Dilfer] The big thing that hit me through all this was this is a backup quarterback whose job is to be quiet and sit in the shadows and get the starter ready to play Week 1 [Intro: Colin Kaepernick] I think that is one of the most ridiculous comments I've heard. The fact that you say, you know, you're a backup quarterback, stay in your place. That's the issue. To me you're telling me that my position as a backup quarterback and being quiet is more important than peoples' lives.” [Verse 1: Sa-Roc] I've been silent for too long now, the script is burning inside me When it blows it probably plop and make your brain pop The same hands that raised me Virginia sharecrop Made me into a Malcolm X surrender when my [burl cop] See every bar is harder with poverty part of me if it bothers me Harder if it [xxxx] to make it [xxxxxx] n***a, if you push this any further, I'm grabbing these [xxxx] Turners And turning gods into armies, packing mental PCs And pieces of gold, but we out supposed to rule us So we're supposed [xxxx] to the coldest war Exposed to the coldest future Composing [xxxxxx] on 1600 Wayne up in me In the 100,000 coming for ante up I L-O-P my enemies with a cache of M-16s My enemy is renegade with a pa**ion to keep my [team] Channeling cimarrones with every word that I speak The tables are finally turning, we've finished talking, let's eat [Hook: Blak Rapp Madusa] People Oppressed Will Eventually Rise Judgment day is coming, better open up your eyes [x4] [Verse 2: Quadir Lateef] I keep a four five because I'm three-fifths of a person Four nines and a thirty six in the open Four times, not a [forty Kyle] left smoking I ain't playing, I ain't laughing, more fire less choking Pistol-grip grippin' my son, I spit [xxxxx] Take the air right out of Malcolm X's lungs, my beat hits you When [Harriet] came from the slums to free people Now mothers tortured to follow their sons so lethal While are n***as trying to force my hand Like Europeans tried to force my land Ignore Chicago, attack Iran Police shot when the black guy ran We overseas but Detroit is a black guys' who [xxx] Full of black guy [wack,] you want black guy facts 80% of the population in the jails are black 1% of the males teaching in the schools are black So fight back, because the system's trying to break our backs [Hook] [Verse 3: Jasiri X] Hostile with Edward Snowden in a airport in Moscow Bought 2 tickets to the Ukraine Feds watching us like 2 Chainz I built the Underground Railroad for new slaves Ghost of Harriet Tubman Got my Shotgun on the whole industry like whose coming See Trump then gun but him now he's really deaf That light skinned rapper blacker than Biggie's neck Militant hardcore like them boys in Quantico With Assata in the chopper coming to close Guantanamo Bombers go Geronimo llamas blow this that drama flow Accurate on any kind of throw Kaepernick of this rappin sh** Lazarus out the casket quick with a banana clip blamming it Leave these fake a** an*lysts wrapped in bandages Vandalist evangelist damages turn ya skin amethyst Damn it gets deeper grim reaper the sons of anarchists f** the establishment we bucking at upper management Kneeling for that anthem sh** right in front of your camera lens [Hook]