[Verse 1: Mighty Casey]
They asked John, “Why your fucking skin so light?”
‘Cause pops raped mom by the shed one night
And my moms is a slave, and my pops was white
Who thought black pussy was his goddamn right
Everybody say I look just like him
Same eyes, same nose, but I’m bright, light-skinned
How could he disown me knowing that he owned me?
Plus I got a sister too—see, I ain’t the only
Tragic mulatto, that’s a horse and a donkey
That ain’t me—I’m a nigga and a honkey
I ain’t got a lot but I got a pot to piss in
Plates is for the boogers, pans is for the shitting
When they’re eating is the only time I’m grinning
And when they’re hurling, that’s the only time I’m winning
Took a pistol from my pops, gave that shit to my man
Now he got him a gun and he got him a plan
[Hook: ManKind and Mighty Casey]
[!LLumiN@TE]
I was working in the field for the boss
And I swore I saw a nigga on a horse
[Mighty Casey and SciryL]
A nigga on a what?!?
[!LLumiN@TE]
I swear to Jehovah on the cross
I really seen a nigga on a horse
[Mighty Casey and SciryL]
A nigga on a horse?
[SciryL]
Well this might fill the boss with remorse
But I think I saw a nigga on a horse
[Mighty Casey and !LLumiN@TE]
A nigga on a what?!?
[SciryL]
I wasn’t even sipping on the sauce
And I swore I saw a nigga on a horse
[Mighty Casey and !LLumiN@TE]
A nigga on a horse
[Verse 2: SciryL]
About to dive off the deep end. Black jockeys
Try and win the Preakness. Huh, yo
I’m seeing sounds—this is synesthesia. A little
Reefer, a little pizza, Napoleon com-
-plex as Little Caesars from the pits of Giza, uh
To where the Pisa Leans. Lady Gaga
Little monsters, zombies bleeding, deceased carcasses
Chopped up, so it’s easy to eat like, “Read ‘em and weep”
Bet on that like the Belmont, cell block
Hell, Mattel props. Huh! van Gogh leaving ‘em
Shell-shocked, black jockeys trying to win
Kentucky Derbies—that’s the charm fucking early, uh
Crack of dawn, orange juice—try and duck the scurvy
Otherworldly. Uh, no alarm clock
Yup, I’m up as soon as the sun alerts me like
Here comes the sun, here comes the number
One gunners on the block, ManKind one-on-one
Sonning none other than a mother’s son all the time
Like the horse, all I think: run and run—that and: only
If I had another gun. They divide, make
It back. They could add, they subtract, took my life. I’m just
Trying to take it back. What is love?
What the fuck is love?
[Verse 3: !LLumiN@TE]
Heard they’re trying to get
A clue ‘cause they clearly can’t scout me. I ride like
The wind to the end of the county. Somebody told me
That they saw my picture with a bounty. I told them that
The eagle and the hawk, them surround we. By the blood
Of God, bloodhounds never found me. Now I’m
A wolf, and my wolfpack rowdy. We howl at
The moon, devour and consume, get a gut
Feeling when your bowels start to move—what a rush
Lead you to doom. Doomsday preaching at noon
Prophesized since a seed in the womb. It’s a Heaven’s play
Wedding day, dynamite sticks send ‘em wedding cake
Got a lit fuse, about to detonate—let us pray
In war paint, red in eyes, determined
To live, live free, ready to die
ManKind
[Hook: ManKind and Mighty Casey]
[!LLumiN@TE]
I was working in the field for the boss
And I swore I saw a nigga on a horse
[Mighty Casey and SciryL]
A nigga on a what?!?
[!LLumiN@TE]
I swear to Jehovah on the cross
I really seen a nigga on a horse
[Mighty Casey and SciryL]
A nigga on a horse?
[SciryL]
Well this might fill the boss with remorse
But I think I saw a nigga on a horse
[Mighty Casey and !LLumiN@TE]
A nigga on a what?!?
[SciryL]
I wasn’t even sipping on the sauce
And I swore I saw a nigga on a horse
[Mighty Casey and !LLumiN@TE]
A nigga on a horse
[Verse 4: Mighty Casey]
Nigga on a horse
Nigga on an elephant, nigga winning wars
Nigga in a roadster, nigga in a Porsche
Nigga in a spaceship, nigga with The Force
A nigga with a pen be the nigga with a sword
A Nigga With an Attitude, nigga win awards
One thing I ain’t is a nigga with a boss, so I
Smile every time my niggas up in The Source
ManKind