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x clan - weapon x lyrics

i’m not known for the singin’ of the common man’s grammar
j from the clan but i’m not a wu-tanger
concrete guerrilla, still spittin’ bananas
reset the foundation by swingin’ a new hammer
glitz and the glamour come secondary
to my timeless jewels and street knowledge degrees (come on)
weapon x haters: down on your knees
throw your rhymes in the flames and repent to the east
one two three and a three two one
exodus, hip hop redemption
resurrection, tell folks i’m all one
like my boy in amistad: “me wants free-dom!”
round the mountain i come
hannibal’s descendent won’t stand for minimum
dummyville’s gunners that bring the h-lla heat
my underground scroll’s spellbound in the street

weapon x – contact for the next level room
ease back, silly mortals – dark sun, give me room
weapon x – grand verb modern day doc doom
my armor for the jihad – the cipher – zoom

born do or die, brooklyn’s where i’m from
my sole agenda’s to rep the african
in the hip-hop manner, we’ve come a long way
from a birth stick cl!ck to a dark sun ray
in a state of war, verbalizing the peace
my hostility is (tall clerics?) in the beast
that’s why i don’t cease when i resurrect fam
community soldiers who all sought the jam
positive thinking – my streets be stinkin’
with the wrong kind of pimpin’
to turn on our own is the first step to simpin’
chain of fools – kids set trippin’ on the steps of school
tell folks to cool and possess finesse
or be a contribution to the prison business
you know how it goes, son; there’s nothin’ to guess
you can be a strange fruit and be straight innocent

[hook]

frederick dougl-ss – wheatley – carver
clayton junior – david walker
sonny carson to h. rap brown
ancestry that walked the black proud
think! as if you were born in the stars
enrolled in the army of abdul-jabbars
think! as if you were born as a god
and you end up a mortal getting whiplash scars
never forget from whence you’re from
master the tenets of peace and freedom
dance to the rhythm of the evolve drum
never humdrum – you’re dealin’ with the sun
it’s a horizon of the loud proud free
sticky freaky plants of the street just feed
now my att-tude is worse than an ak
clip never stoppin’ when my sweet tongue spray
ever essence of light, we keepin’ it tight
we map futuristic, we offer insight

- x clan lyrics

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