r(E)volution

Dropped from out the clouds, had to change form
 Flooded the plains, had 'em praying for my brainstorms
 I'm a master, pieced from divine
 Every work of art got a bitter mob trying to frame jawn
 I'm heir to an era of conflict
 Where the post codes drawn so the pros and the cons split
 Professionals been robbin' hoods with a palm flick
 Gave to the poor and the Black the stigmata of convict
 See, the cross we bear is too familiar
 Embedded in the home of the brave, the darkest of interiors
 Saw street scholars and soldiers defect
 'Cause they post-traumatic stressed from the American experience
 Go off then
 I'm finna go all in
 Murk every line came before this delivery, make orphans
 See, my heart bleed from the hardship in my origins
 My great grand sold for a band at Southern auctions
 It's the razor edge in my cadence
 That shredded through these paper trails
 Only alphabet boys I trust is NOI and Els
 Only alchemy justify the nuggets I expel
 Inner city idol trying to be the next Ida Wells, Roc
 I don't know what you might've heard
 But we ain't going nowhere but up
 Got a whole squad dressed in all black
 Got the streets on notice, what up?
 They want us in the same place
 Ain't nobody ever gonna really change nothing but us
 Hello, this is revolution, get on up
 Born queen with a street type of etiquette
 That's why I rule over every subject and predicate
 Scrawl these searing indictments on every edifice
 Symbols of my holy cabal the only evidence
 Look, 'scuse the venom in my rap tone
 'Cause more often than sweet, life served vinegar in Black homes
 More specifically where fire lit them crack stones
 War on drugs turned a fiend to felon in a snap, gone
 Inspired ire in my diatribe
 'Cause polished liars trying to tell us that Shabazz is a dying tribe
 So I'ma turn this pen and tablet to a tabernacle
 So them jinns can't distinguish God from me, I and I
 Spit the twelve jewels to free 'em from the thirteenth
 This a clear view like babies seeing from the first blink
 They can't buy the spirit from our nation, cut the purse strings
 Gene pool established, ancestors was the first link
 Guarantee we finna recoup
 Stunting recovered Ghanaian gold on the molars of every tooth
 We buying back the blocks, Black Wall Street pursuit
 If we fell couple of times, the rise absolute, trust me
 I don't know what you might've heard
 But we ain't going nowhere but up
 Got a whole squad dressed in all black
 Got the streets on notice, what up?
 They want us in the same place
 Ain't nobody ever gonna really change nothing but us
 Hello, this is revolution, get on up
 I don't know what you might've heard
 But we ain't going nowhere but up
 Got a whole squad dressed in all black
 Got the streets on notice, what up?
 They want us in the same place
 Ain't nobody ever gonna really change nothing but us
 Hello, this is revolution, get on up