[Intro: Planet Asia]

Knahmean? Forever M.C., ya mean?

This how we do this shit G, word

Can't stay on the plantation forever, knahmean?

Shout out to my nigga Ras Kass

Immortal Technique, hmm

[Verse 1: Planet Asia]

Graphed of the madness, gladiator status, mold the data

While I blow minds like big bowls that shatter

Catapult quotes, electric volts

Shoot .45-Colt speed, one-time can never catch a ghost

I'm in the streets movin' militant

What a time to be alive, let's experiment

We takin' no shorts

Rides in the streets up against the forces that be, blood-suckers of the poor

You want a war, well fuck it let's get it on

I got nothin to lose, quality of life is what we aimin for

Peace to the civilized, my enterprise is movin

Showin' and provin', that it's lucrative to run a movement

Beats I keep scorchin'

My beginnin' is land royalty rich, African natural resources

Was it the past that got me caught in a curse?

Or was it because my queen was the salt of the earth?

They'd rather have me in the cage 'til I'm schizophrenic

They don't wanna see us rich with families

It's only one solution, where you fit in, get

Go for yours and if you ever feel like your life is threatened empty ya clip

[Chorus: Chuck D]

He might not be king but he's one type of man

Kill men, rape the women, took the land

Type of man stole souls

Is it the greed of man? Kill 'til they all alone

Could build a college built on skull and bones

Callin' other men "boy" when they grown

Mass graves, with no headstones

My brother we'll may never know (never know)

[Verse 2: Ras Kass]

Applause, uh, salute my nigga (baow)

I speak life, communion red wine on the mic

Blood money and Cristal became the body of Christ

Shaytan, I'm outta your vice, prophecy is fulfilled

Captain America died so I'm keepin' his shield

Y'all stay in the house, we knee-deep in the field

Peepin' they yield, Nat Turner and we finna kill

Black burner, attach the fact learner, we finna build

Heaven help me, no games, I'm Meek with a Mill

Blessed what I wrote, spit carcinogens from cancer I smoke

Goat, and it's just the flesh what I quote

So, ashes to ashes, dust to PCP

Good-hearted fella released from the CDC

(???), I ate rappers for ECC

9-7-1-9-0, completely free

I put on for my city, serve truth

And you could fight jackin' off while hangin' like kung-fu, nigga

[Chorus: Chuck D]

He might not be king but he's one type of man

Kill men, rape the women, took the land

Type of man stole souls

Is it the greed of man? Kill 'til they all alone

Could build a college built on skull and bones

Callin' other men "boy" when they grown

Mass graves, with no headstones

My brother we'll may never know (never know)

[Verse 3: Bronze Nazareth]

A'ight P-K-7, listen

Bury me in stardust, too much has been seen

I tithe with bullets, my pews is concrete

Gun Rule, Claude Brown, smoke a asphalt leaf

What I say more than how it's said, turn pastors to fiends

Inside my mind is a disaster scene

Flashes of middle passage and my brother's last scream

My head steams, I want revenge for Laquan

And a Bronze diamond-studded chain to remind me I'm God

I pray to myself, load it, spray it myself

I found myself when I weighed in how mayhem is dealt

Walk through the fire, most you niggas cop out and fail

I'm off the third rail, laughin' and leakin' ale

The goat producer M.C., complete your will

Wrote sutures in crack, to streak your pill

This bittersweet calligraphy should equal hundred mil'

But my ill street blues got sequels still

[Chorus: Chuck D]

He might not be king but he's one type of man

Kill men, rape the women, took the land

Type of man stole souls

Is it the greed of man? Kill 'til they all alone

Could build a college built on skull and bones

Callin' other men "boy" when they grown

Mass graves, with no headstones

My brother we'll may never know (never know)