A freestyle rhyme on #timesup, #blacklivesmatter, #metoo, water, and more!
The learning burn
Preserve flows like an urn
Other folks had their shot, it’s my turn
Classic Mobb Deep, my mob deep and we creep
Straight from the streets of the hood in Southeast
DC, home of the sloppy dreams
Where the words “#allcaps” don’t represent a hockey team
Grand Washington Wizard occupies 16
Still rock the name of a racist football team
Jockey dreams, trap brothers and broke teens
Gentrification, still killin’ dreams
Triple beam pay like $1.15
Freakonomic ebonic brother, the flow’s clean
Can’t say the same for water up in Flint, MI
Where government intentionally watched folks die
Drank ‘em to death, whole towns nothin’ left
Glad they changed the gov cause homey was tone def
Speakin’ of dyin’, dunno why they keep lyin’
Shootin’ our brothers down unarmed too many cryin’
And sisters too, get it as bad as we do
For every Sandra bland that never made the news
Yo we got you too, never forget you
Cause #blacklivesmatter #timesup #metoo
And forget Cosby, watchin’ him was my hobby
But when you disrespect a woman you get kicked out the lobby
Or get bodied, we gotta have higher standards
Let me make it clear so you overstand, word
Ya heard, lyrically I’m flippin’ birds
To anyone defendin’ rapists and drugging herbs
Cosby, Weinstein, Kevin Spacey yo
Shout out to Tarana and Lupita Nyong’o
And all those who found the courage to come forward
And other silent victims still looking for words
I’m bringin’ havoc, I told y’all it’s the learnin’
I’m a standup for anybody out their yearnin’
For a day when we don’t care for what a predator’s earnin’
And care more for the victims still cryin’ and hurtin’
So if you’re heart lurkin’ and somehow stopped workin’
Hear my now and help us all stop the burnin’
Yeah it burns deep when the world don’t believe you
And money makin’ media keep wantin’ to deceive you
They just care about ratings and clicks, what up Moonves
Bout to make a midnight run but I ain’t Nunes
More like Fabian or Ocasio-Cortes
New voice need no roscoe to rock flows breth-
-ren, I go hard like Bushmaster
I’m a hard man fi dead you gon’ feel the rapture
Wildfires, floods, crazy natural disasters
Like the world’s comin’ to an end but it don’t have ta
If we show the world good sermons don’t preach ’em
If each one grab one and just teach ‘em
We’ll see how quick the tide can suddenly turn
Like switching the learning burn to the burning learn
It’s OD, don’t act like you don’t know me,
Next prodigy on the flow the one and only
I’m an upstander, I will never stand by
Think you can shut the people down don’t even try
Bye!