Wall Tag - Intellectual

[Verse One]

Please don't get me fucked up

This ain't flower power this is gun powder

Popping out the muzzle of the rifle from a clock tower

Cower if you can, shower pellets in the sand

Just to get the message out that it's fist over hand

Overstand, the poverty is obviously a issue

And the cost of new schools pays for one missile

Gun whistles still kill kids in the poorest conditions

Now it's private companies come and buying upstate prisons

I get into your city, off the plane and straight

To the hood, to familiarize myself with the place

Where the folks who live like me live

I could give a shit about the crime rate

I relate the crime to pigs

Weather in my city, weather smog thick in our lungs

Where the prisons dictate where the drugs get slung

Yeah, ayo Ern turn my shit up loud

Rebuild the building and the Assassin burn it down

Like...

That smog driven rebel rap

Listen and really relate to that

Living in that condition where children are driven to aim and fire back

I tag it on a wall of city hall I do

Smog city rap, guns blat, listen really relate to that

Living inside of a prison, a million inmates either brown or black

I tag it on a wall of city hall I do

It's the lion and the mouse when the mouse gets out

Then the mouse should let the lion die slow without a doubt

Terror in a three piece suit that's big money

For the Philippines, Mexico and Watts stay hungry

Every African country

Every third world life

The favelas in Brazil, Palestinian nights

It's the Song Dynasty's technology up in the gun

An Iraq man scooping up the brains of his son

And in Haiti they awaiting more aid until the day a new

Cause gets blasted on the television

Wait, you'll see

The philanthropy is subject to catastrophe

Never truly fixing where the problem is actually

Peace to all that real rebel rap

We gon' find your stupid ass, run tell dat (Souljah Boy)

Soulassassin.com on the net

Ern Dogg on the drum to that city I rep