The System - Napoleon Da Legend

It’s the maniacal obnoxious Messiah with the knowledge

You lame probably mocking ya like Galifianakis

My gallery is stocked I’m losing calories to rock

I’m the bad seed the last to speak the last to leave the block

I’m the last of a dying breed more bodies than a Chinese cemetery

I’m legendary with these rhyme scheme

Fled the city with eleven bitties they say I’m clever witty from the

Third world where some’ll sell a kidney

To trade places play the game of life with poker faces disconnect they

Shoulder blades your show looks like it’s overrated

Paranoid be thinking everything is orchestrated

Met Pharaohe Monch he only talk when shit is sports related

Incorporate a bar praise Allah I’ll pray tomorrow

I got your money son relax I’m a pay tomorrow

Garcia Vegas Gone to Vegas knew the God is major

You can stand right next to the man talent is not contagious

Confrontational slang my conversation’s banging

The bars cost gotta pay for those man with both hands

Behind my back without a note pad

I toe tag an adversary here you go hold that

Am I the target for destruction and is it the system and total corruption

I can’t work at a fast food joint I got some talent

So don’t you get my point?

Its diabolic how we die for the dollars why even bother

Being civilized surrounded by savages at the bottom

Like Sodom and Gomorrah chop it up in the tour bus

Depositing the cash watch the government extort us

Exploiting us dogging us out like Calvin Broadus

Life can get weirder than a Salvador portrait

Drop gems more precious than a dinosaur offspring

Grab necks sub-zero rip spinal cords off em

Fuck a metaphor get medical attention for em

They tried to give us crumbs but we never settle for it

Too much melanin will mess up the decorum they said

Could be building with one another but we warring instead

All mislead strings tied our arms and legs

The puppet master’s profiting until the target is met

We just numbers tax IDs social security black men die prematurely

Perception is reality what you believe is what is

Consumer more is what we feeding the kids

Using wire taps who’s on the phone move swift like brother Mouzone

Mistakes can be fatal from the cradle to the tombstone

To each his own I shine let it be known

Soul searching Sojourn until my soul reach home

The system in the America was never built for black people