Mr. Porter - Haile Sela**ie Karate lyrics

[Hook: Mr. Porter] I said I ain't gangsta even though I grew up in the hood I just wanna feed my people, so misunderstood Struggling (struggling), hustling (hustling), trying to make it right I just wanna spread the light to help us free our minds [Break] Well oh yeah, you are now in tune to www.f**themmotherf**ersradio Where you will only hear the real sh** [Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch] E Pluribus Unum, all-seeing eye, ocular exam The Apocalypse, back by popular demand Innocuous, but still leave a stage with blood in my hand for the populous Put a fist in the sky "Licensed to k**" italicized into my ID Iraqi Illuminati Haile Sela**ie karate, John "The Beast" Mugabi King Jaffe in the lobby with the fur made of a lion The eye of Horus, Mount Zion vibrant Prominent constellations of Orion (whoa!) The reason why my stars are in alignment (uh) The renegade, an Allahu Akbar rock star Tossing homemade grenade CDs at NYPD cop cars Just to get the revolution to pop off Fraudulent stock, funded with Louis Vuitton knock-offs Hijacking helicopters, detonate your metropolis While I'm in the co*kpit, politicking like Stephanopoulos And my esophagus is quite atomic when I vomit This is bio-engineered ergonomics The formula, truth divided by innovative ebonics Times Goose, lime, crushed ice and a splash of tonic n***a my past lives are astronomic Smoking hash in a cathedral with Nostradamus At ma**, discussing Martin Luther's "Free at Last" speech Step on my British Walkers get your a** beat [Hook]