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dizzle morrison – the plot كلمات اغاني

intro:
this is the plot, to let you know
about our shine, about our glow
be divine, stay humble
throw out a lifeline, save a soul
save us all

pre-verse:
peace to my beloveds
streets are mighty rugged
let’s meet so we can build on the west we call it function
yes we can accomplish progress without the nonsense
be blessed in all your comings and goings until we own it

verse:
i’m calling out my people that’s balling out
my people using a microphone to control the crowd
my people that have a voice and use it proudly
my people that strain to maintain come hang around me
i embrace a thug nation, keeping a slug waiting
for any swine with a mind to stunt emanc-p-tion
street hustlers and customers, law abiders and breakers
bearers of skin hated come and join the congregation

to discuss… who’s why’s what’s and how’s
it is us… we are ignorant about
is it a must… that we live in fear and doubt
can we adjust… to living in the here and now

when all we know ’bout, is taking the low route
instead of showing the soul, we’d rather show out
you let them in your temple and look what they throw out
even if you show your good side look how they profile
they exploit the way we have it, glorify the tragic
until the world’s convinced we are born with bad habits
they call us lazy b-st-rds, but don’t teach that asiatic
black men shunned sin before a muslim, jew or baptist

it’s funny how it happens
we intake buddha to maneuver through all the madness
to get straight to the main ruler of all the happenings
the true age tutor i guess you could call it rapping
i call it spiritual scr-pping
and if you just so happen to hear this, you were meant to be
some think it’s deep, what i’m saying is rudimentary
brave as a lion dropping science through my similes
light up the present like a decorated christmas tree

you hear the sym-phony
they’re playing our heart strings
for my solo i play the drums that only war brings
you hear them rifles chop, you hear them swords clang
cymbals clash putting confusion into your brain

peep the crescendo through, opportunity’s window
got to do what i’m here for, before i get sent for
keeping it simple, just open your mental
the verses i encode hit home for all of my kin folk

we’ve been told to praise the sun, and hate our skin
but it was the sun’s affection that gave us melanin
why is our complex shunned and reason for discontent
we are god’s chosen now gone and tell a friend
no more settling, k!lling brethren
putting inferior thoughts into your head again
follow the laws of the universe’s president
revelations of truth are highly immanent/imminent
eminent in a sense, look at where we are and been
hated, hung, hardened and tarred and then charred again
ancestors carved it in, stones aligned with stars so when
truth blooms from the womb ain’t no room for arguing

my nāgas pump your fists
prophecy said it would come to this
aimed tactics breeding savages and we are the targeted
books taking your common sense
images tainting your confidence
nāga you’re born a creator if you want some greater then raise your consciousness

how they gone take that, i know where them snakes at
the knowledge you stole, my people you sold, i’m coming to take back
it’s written in stone, you’ve hidden our role, and gave us some fake facts
now that i know i’m letting the whole truth replace that
i’m gone stay black, and embrace that
divinity in our dna go ‘head retrace back//that
god is in you black man how you gone shake that
our genes are where human beings originate at

this is the plot, to let you know
about our shine, about our glow
be divine, stay humble
throw out a lifeline, save a soul
save us all

- dizzle morrison

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