dialek dubai - the grind freestyle lyrics
naw i ain’t trying to change my niggas, this thug motivation/
declaration of independence, doc-ment this proclamation
im just drawing up blueprint, for all my lost masons/
showing where to lay the bricks, building the foundation/
moor acres, god’s, body in physical from earths/
light years away, evidence in sediments found in dirt/
the rebirth, southern raptivist, the catalyst emerged/
untamed nationalist leader, connect through reverb/
my line up, an honor, have em blessing tracks with me 1st/
til we lay in kings hurst, queens well off, pyramids built from teamwork/
trailor park to projects, the grind, is the object/
this vibe, make u want to, put in work, and do some research/
dialek dubai, muhammad wali, spoken dia/
untamed diezal, cyclone serenity/
mesmerizing wit rhymes, since poems in 93/
reciting, pops playing , ethiopian india irea/
ma doing her job, though the struggle was hard/
7 in all, 9 one bedroom, unk open doors/
reminiscence, incandescent memories, a blessing/
for the betterment of our people, outside of religion/
accountable for actions, universe listening/
vibration infinite, never controlled by benjamins/
i get that doe, i get that doe/
but you can keep the 3 strikes and the tic-tac-toe/
i get that doe, i get that doe/
but you can keep the 3 strikes , i ain’t playing in them fed games/
i ain’t playing in them fed games/4x
god a deposition, guaranteed bring better living/
consecutive generations non frivolous spending/
aligned with the black market, connect with the feeling/
everlasting effect, untamed clan, protect civilians/
all of my kingpins, turn white bricks, to gold bars/
1st step a tesla, 2nd spaceship to mars/
far fetch, but non-fiction, enlightenment my addiction/
how big is your world, is it a world win spinning/
(let me) be a lifesaver, like a leader, like a savior/
set your spirit free, like a rasta like a yesha/
like a zulu or mutulu, in cahootz with the natives/
muhammad the inspirer, khrysis the innovator/
hip-hop heartbeart, put this product on a payroll/
a pedestal, and pop it, profit for some paper/
gold implanted, platinum ledger legibly reads/
untamed treasury, forever living fly dreamz/
epiphany, transcending the nature of all things/
green mile, touch of life, what i light, ain’t no restraining/
scriptures sacred, antic-p-tion, turkey baking/
grand offer, cointel off affiliation/
chukt, chuk eit, like this”
can i have a moment, don’t mind the mask, let me grab ya focus/
castro at cuban revolution, protruding untamed soldiers/
approached by some agents, afraid for us to control it/
protected the establishment, like the ark of the covenant/
hear to deliver omens, no coincidences, the moment/
split the crowd, holy moses, death warning to all posers/
who ride waves, but never taught how to fish in the ocean/
my intent, specifically meant to extend, beyond your noses/
can your hear light, can you see the essence/
or is it instantaneous faith, when your in the presence/
fighting hardly right, sometimes its necessary/
country developing, new ways to hide my melanin/
power-shift intelligence, manipulate the evidence/
ghetto battalions, the children of the rebellions/
i see u on the frontline, pull the anchor, time for sailing/
raise ur flag, show some feeling, victory, my people yell it/
so affiliated cops, claim i’m 550/
building a black militia, gangsters gone ride wit me/
dialek dubai
u.t.g. …. d.s.c… what it do man!!!
remember them days at jcsu…
funny how time fly…
still on the grind tho…
the same nigga who packed the pistol, the shotti, and bagged the nickels/
gallons of oj, fruits, and corn liquor/
dispensed for 3 dollars a cup, come sip it up/
a dollar buy you tray, for the buffet, togo lunch/
speaking revelations of how the system corrupt/
on the top of the balcony, impressing the faculty/
of a historical black college, or university/
a historical black leader, down south coalition/
untamed generation, dreams coming to fruition/
fly as the objects, that they fail to mention/
while my b’s getting a buzz, surrounding niggas/
taking off with the honey, yeah im proud of niggas/
seeds growing, 2nd generation utg progeny/
the prodigies, god’s patrimony, on sacred properties/
my brother phia, blissed with life off the colostomy/
my niggas back in school, consecutive power moves/
expanding my wing spam, glide smooth over avenues/
untravelled, we bring the terror in dactyls (pter-o-dac-tyl)/
the past that’s hunting, for those arapahos/
native american heritage, descendants fighting a battle/
from warrenton to wyoming, sworn, to form amends/
for the roles of the buffalo soldiers, some kin/
now these streets, end the story, and peace not important/
so i proceed, nobility, to cherokee territories/
reconnecting with thy self
regaining control of our soul/
living without fear/
in the land of the unknown
reconnecting with thy self
regaining control of our soul/
living without fear/
in the land of the unknown
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