Flashpoint
Just cause my first mem'ry didn't find me in the ghetto
That don't mean that I didn't see problems right from the getgo
I insure you just like the gecko
That I did learn how to let go
livin like a flower droppin off all of my petals
backpedaling, in my skin like its melanin
on the blacktop i applied myself like a topical medasin
we want to be in the club, they wouldnt let us in
if we want to be good, theyd rather let us sin
is coveting sin, in the sense that you want what they have?
the innocence of a child wanting a mom and a dad
i never saw it wrong to want unity like what they had
until i saw the division it caused when you start to brag
the bag you bought, the ball you caught at the game
connections you got, all because you sought all that fame
the color of your skin dont really make a difference
just in the time it takes for you to make an inference
privilege and oppression, its really just a suggestion,
its not so much a command like society would like to brand it
im robbin the rich of what they bragged and reprimand it
i unify the truth with proof, call me a bandit
i took all of the hits, but you gotta hand it to me
the spirit of the mixed culture rapper likes to speak through me
the taste of fame is kinda bland but it sure is chewy
like when you cant spit out the gum so you just keep on chewing
like when you know the coffee done but you just keep on brewing
or when the soup is cooked, you know but you just keep on stewing
when the calls already made but you just keep on booing
its so habitual, success is what i cant stop doing