Bayard Rustin (Sample):

Twenty five years, thirty years ago the barometer of human rights in the United States were black people. That is no longer true. The barometer for judging the character of people in regards to human rights is now those who consider themselves gay, homosexual or lesbian. We are all one. And if we don't know it, we will learn it the hard way

Pointfivefag:

Pointfive but all sissy

Figure how you missеd me the last time

Thе last line was missing these additions

I crashed rhymes together

Whether be leather pleather pants

Or taff-et-ta, still they asking ya

Rap It Up a lil' faster

Pass the peas and Clastered Sunbows

For yo yos and Knee-ga-roes with masters

And Doctorates, still I rock the shit

For the Stanford MC's, "he/she's on Telegraph"

And sadly for your daddy at the Reef

His wedding ring in his pocket

Wants to sock-it-to-my-cakes, at stake's

The clown I found in your du-du brown around the Lake

Merritt Bakery,engage in fakery and lies

I watch you die next to the sweet potato pies

As 2-5 eyes the host

We trouble his bubble- but the brother butter butters his toast

And we coast-to the stack-although the likes attract

Its sideways we gaze so all the light refracts

Through all the cracks and slights

From your aunts and friends Karenga-ites alike

For pie queens and dykes

They why I write the the track

And when Its time to fight

You know I got your back

Like all my kids at SMAAC

That know the time to twist

With high heels, and hammerheads and bats and fists

And we out,and he out, and she out

Chorus 2x

Cuz In The hood (We Out)

Itz getting good (We Out)

We here to flirt (We Out)

You getting hurt (We Out)

We here to bust (We Out)

So nicca,trust (We Out)

We here to twist (We Out)

So bend yo' wrist (We Out)

JB R.A.P

He started out a light year ago to get here today

And his child molestation is not the reason

He says that "I'm Gay"

Nor is a defining factor

In the play of choices, you see, he was an actor

Born into this damnation

And convinced by this holy nation that he was an abomination

They preached but if only paid attention to

Or took the time to mention

Or map out or reach out to a solution

They might find a young one

About to reach out of his shell

Cuz his soul dun swell

Thank Goodness his bones held

Thank God for there mind meld

Thankfully blessed to interpret these interpretation

Expelled as - explo - exh -explorations

Difference between Gods Will and Mans Word

I know that, some are fabrications

Taught as education

Throughout and under this nation

Known to be silent - yields constipation

Gotta be all You Can Be

Thou prepareth a table before He

In the presence of ah thy enemies

She restoreth my soul strengthening my Identity

For his name sake, Oh, We

Yea though we walk though the valley

Of shadows and death and dark echoes

We protected don't you see the Hello Fellow

We Out like Mellow Yellow... Hah hAh

Chorus 1x

ManMan:

I be some indigo girls shit

Flipped out on a Run DMC tip

The rubber hung one busting hypothetical nuts on your tongue

Ladies, can it be denied

That I understand thee, feminine being

No other brother will know you better than me

Like weed I smoke the fool who drools

Over false prophecies of heterosexuality

Infiltrating silly dreams of 2.5 family lies

Don't give a fuck who I offend

Not pretending to fit in

Just spinning rhythmic verses

Worshipping the pen

25Percenter:

Yeah I'm out

And you done ran str8 outta luck

Another punk enter the cipher

Smoked as blunt styles like monk

Blastin southren speakers like crunk

You hate on a brotha way to much

And duckin sick whenever you drunk

I suggest you check you estrogen levels

Or that spit you claim is next shit

But ass COMMON as devils

What you gonna do with D/DC wordplay

You insecure as mississippi shacks

On scraps of hey

Diss a gay? I've known I was that way

Since 1st grade

Your shits redundant

Like taken extra hits after you blunted

Go get your beat down backup

Heteroflow from your partna with the hickups

Get somethin useful, you need a pickup

Nicca please! I kick steady as Jet Li

You Jet Blue from my crew

I bleed beatz out the nose at shows

Check your corner dice rings for donations

I'm a scholar (for real) off of vacation

Tired of lame ass disses

Bout some unknown gay rap shit

I been cummin for years

What's that instrument you spit with (Bieytch)

My gramma stamina knows

Womynism and Negritude

While you still recyce (a one two, a one two)

Chorus 1x

Bayard Rustin (Sample):

We are all one, and if we don't know it, we will learn it the hard way