Fighting for Equality

The serendipity, I had the epiphany
 That the wicked enemy who tried to come and get rid of me
 But this slippery jittery failed to cease the victory
 Because I knew from my history that God is no mystery
 They tried to forge my imagery and my identity
 Been facin' with the misery of brothers hangin' from a tree
 But nothin' ain't pretty in this cutthroat city
 We fightin' for equality, we not fightin' for your pity
 We fightin' for your right to life, the right to liberty
 The right to make it on our own, you can't take it, no, give it to me
 The empty greed, jealousy and lust
 Of other races that dream melanated crust
 They whipped then they shackled us up
 Put us back in the back of the bus
 Stomp us out and treat us injust
 I'm in the fight for my life, money, stars and these stripes
 I'm ready to go to war with a crowbar and a pipe
 A shovel with a sickle, blood drizzle cause a ripple
 In this ultra-political climate change, a man-made miracle
 For a third year, he tried to instill the fear
 Now he won't run the scope, he's provoked the idea that
 By any means necessary, use anything necessary
 To get to the promise land, send enemies to the cemeteries
 We can't take it no more, time for the lions to roar
 From Mount Zion, we bustin' through the door
 Bustin' through the floor, tusslin' with our swords
 Raised high like the Ottomans fightin' in holy war
 See, nothin' ain't pretty in this cutthroat city
 We fightin' for equality, we not fightin' for your pity
 We fightin' for the right to life, the right to liberty
 The right to make it on our own, you can't take it, no, give it to me
 Nothin' ain't pretty in this cutthroat city
 We fightin' for equality, not fightin' for your pity
 We fightin' for the right to life, the right for liberty (right for liberty)
 And that's it
 Yo, that shit fire, bruh, haha, yo
 Like you ain't worry your own (yeah, yo)
 Yo, I'm fightin' to fuck your bitch
 Washin' money through Bitcoin, dodgin' the glitch
 Two maids, Cassandra, Castilla, they half my age
 The older one play the front door, holdin' the gauge
 I get money, I play with stoves like Chef Ramsey
 Halloween, powder for snorters is nose candy
 I had spots on the line like ten Grammys
 Got arms that hit the floor like chimpanzees
 The curators of profit lyin', they can't stop it
 Parkinson gun, cop shakin' before he pop it
 Cutthroat City (city)
 I'm out here coolin' with the code to the safe like I see Da Vinci
 German killers in kill mode
 I fly where the cream is foreign, Switzerland bakes and ill blows
 Real gold (gold), Teflon, steel coats (coats)
 Liam Neeson swan divin' off of big boats (big boats), uh-huh
 Big boats
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 And that's it
 Yo, that shit fire, bruh, haha, yo
 Like you ain't worry your own, man