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medina green - i see (main mix) lyrics

[hook: [?]] (x2)
i see today’s mathematics like
this, god: don’t depend on
no one to put food on your
tables

[verse 1: mos def]
it was
3:21, ’96, i bought l!cks
born master busting shot, coming straight out of water
real late like faith, waiting for weight—i got a daughter
now first before loot, wrote down the attribute
name: queen, 17, universal equalized
now our nation taught to ask for allah, manifesting
foundation. had a seed by a lady who ain’t even my girl
forever got me on along when i was younger
born-slash-equality-slash-god’s power
broke the old earth’s water. now physical existence
soon to get much older. must crawl before i walk
did that. now i’m paying bills, building on foundations
got a seed to live for, plus a good–ss earth
on the axis, of course, in the wilderness of the north
we came to build, can’t forget, must destroy
ain’t no batteries in these backs—we ain’t n0body’s toy
i, self, lord, and master, k!ll if i have ta
for the [?], we gon’ build that strong

[verse 2: [?]]
now how you
expect your man to take over the world if you ain’t cooking his food
right? homie night, then add the roundtable
open conversations. when the children need spanking, i
spank ‘em, and when they p-ss their cl-sses, i’ll bless ‘em
never settle for a beef—we only deal with allah
the family man, the man that most of y’all n-ggas never had when y’all
was running around “civilized” with lunchbox with confederate flags
be the god magnetic, you bet the knowledge that

[hook: [?]] (x2)
i see today’s mathematics like
this, god: don’t depend on
no one to put food on your
tables

[verse 3: [?]]
at the age, wisdom (wisdom) in the years, born build
destroy. me and the gods split the pie—yeah, him and i
now we watch ‘em pop like popcorn, pop ato
[?] in a come-up out the school of
medina. (almighty, what’s the first degree?)
asiatic black man make cream. god of
the universe—ain’t no skeletors or he-mans here
you want to stop, screw, and stare? got a problem? we could solve it
cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, the diamond-pushers peep the gods
(pretty fit, i must admit, pretty fit) but check
me out now: eighteen-years-old again, a new man
rewind the mental vcr, move like a clr
keep my hands on the crispy sh-t that make families split
throw the first stone and watch it escalate to bullet sh-t
serve ‘em justice if they want to disrespect allah
peace and happiness. ain’t no time for walking dogs—i’ll walk
my seeds, take ‘em through a-to-z, straight from
the womb, teaching the kings and queens we run things

[hook: [?]] (x2)
i see today’s mathematics like
this, god: don’t depend on
no one to put food on your
tables

[outro: [?]]
it be
the arm, leg, leg, arm
head (i see, i see, i see, i see)
(i see, i see, i see, i see)
(i see, i see, i see, i see)
(i see, i see, i see, i see)
(i see, i see, i see, i see)
(i see, i see, i see, i see)

- medina green lyrics

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