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Aye 'Quest, whattup man? It's Mars
Hey bro, you seen those Freestyle fam total b.s. episodes my g
Hey man, those dudes got bars man
Aye for real though, we to do our own version of that there y'know
Something like a Conquest, Mars Era, East Coast, West Coast collabo
Just radicals man, straight menace man y'know what I'm saying
Indeed
East Coast, Brooklyn
West Coast, Compton
Conquest
Mike Irish
Mars Era
Yah
A menace in my city, my city lacking the wisdom
Giving me the croquet eye for committing e-vandalism
My lyrics they call it venom it's poison to comprehend it
So let it be Armageddon for anyone's who's offended
I'm dropping the bomb on it, lyrical rap atomic
Who vomits an asteroid with haters waiting to comet
So comment this controversy converting to much more
Feeling dirty they perverted this generation my Lord
Oh no! I'm feeling like a coupon Lord
You paid the price and this the life that I was cut out for
Like Twenty Five to life I go and put my life on bars
My next breath is the proof that there's life on Mars
Mars Mars Era it's clear that you can't insult me
Seasoned I marinated the word, I'm never salty
Of all things I'm living holy his image slowly occurs
Spit a verse with conquest and make some radical words
Work. Brooklyn I got nothing but love for
I'm West Coast living California galore
We Los /lost and Angeles/angel less where the city of angels mourn
I was born in the valley that capitalize porn
We blowing the battle horn and I'm ripping the track hard
The fact of the matter is the battles in my back yard
My backyard is rioting
Though I came in the Lords name 'O-dogg', I'm still a Menace to Society
I think different, my pants don't sag
And strippers ain't seeing all of my ones in cash
I ain't on these streets selling poison to my neighbor
And yet, I'm clearly in need of a Savior
Cause really though my nature is jacked up, so I can't be wrapped up
In a world that celebrates everything that God hates
Because of that, I'm known as a menace
Cause I'm radical, I'm known as a menace
Yo
I deal with spirit, not magic 'cause I'm a target of a classic ransom
That was paid off, so this artist got those famished anthems
Scarlett Johansson on covers of Maxim ain't hotter than
Lyricism close captioned from this brother with passion
Pardon me provoking your lust with those metaphors
But I'm better raw, now and forever more on a treasured score
The devil's a liar for what you call bars
You couldn't walk in my shoes, when this Con' verse is an all star
Even if I'm out for the season like Kobe Bryant
I'm out to change your thinking with diction that's totally vibrant
On beats totally violent like neighborhoods I live around
With driven sounds going at poison rappers that's spitting now
I'm from Flatbush, where they spray at you
And teens are shot above the eye but rely on God so they make it through
While other teens? they shoot at undercover cops
Parents better raise their kids or see another brother shot
Never see Twenty One, died way before their time
While I'm a work of art for God with how I paint and draw the line
Not insane enough with lyrics? I am clearly on the brink
You're insane to be a critic? yeah you clearly need a shrink
Wanna test me and Mars? yeah you clearly need to think
If I wrote rhymes on paper, I would bury you with ink
But rather than bury you
I rather that you see salvation that was meant for the sinner yo, that's clearly you
Shake rappers up like Nia Long in Soul Food
Rap version of the Fonz dude, I'm so cool
Wavy since Twenty Fourteen and yet I'm old school
Limitless like Bradley Cooper on the mic with no rules
Except for Godly rules, really I follow none
Snatch an artist off a stage in the way the Apollo's run
Out west, you'd be a buster
Rappers are "y.g."'s production, they couldn't cut the mustard
I bring the thunder like "k.d." in hd
Social ills prevalent, coonery will enrage me
With a black president, racism is alive
With Donald Sterling's working your nine to five, are you that surprised
They ain't banned for life or paying million dollar fines
but with perverted minds, they'll say they ran with Christ
And yet they got the nerve to label me a menace
Cause spitting like a drug kingpin, that ain't the premise
I rather kill myself than join that hip-hop rat race
My corpse rocking 'maggots' like Slipknot fan base
I rather challenge your thinking to free the people
In being Christ like, not play the role like Jim Caviezel
With threats of a second 9 Eleven's in plain view
With Iraq executions making front page news
Word to Seda, any challenger in view
I'm trying to 'Kill 'em All' like it's Metallica's debut, they know
I think different, my pants don't sag
And strippers ain't seeing all of my ones in cash
I ain't on these streets selling poison to my neighbor
And yet, I'm clearly in need of a Savior
Cause really though my nature is jacked up, so I can't be wrapped up
In a world that celebrates everything that God hates
Because of that, I'm known as a menace
Cause I'm radical, I'm known as a menac
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Black Hoodie Rap
03:30
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What are you thinking when you look at me
Six Four, Black, had dreaded hair
What’s your conviction? Is it crook you see
That puts your whole family in intensive care
Don't you see I’m college educated
And my conversation’s polished, entertaining
Or do you see a criminal in True Religion Jeans
Who’s a shooter, nothing spiritual for superficial means
God forbid, I wear a hoodie, you might shoot me in the back
Cause I gotta be strapped right? Am I really that type
Ignoring who I could be? Yeah, that truly is a fact
When I follow God to act right, I’m about that life
Yet my hoodie & Timbs are scrutinized
While some brother’s in a suit and tie from 2 to five
Teaches after school sessions where he has kids molested
And it’s not all about appearance and it’s proven why
Know it’s Famous, Crooks and Castles and it’s Stussy when I bought ‘em
I’m not into wearing flannel, it’s just hoodies in the Autumn
And I like ‘em black mostly, I don’t need to be assaulted
By some neighborhood watch that the court would be have exalted
So you know the reason for parole
I was put to death but freed by Jesus in my soul
Black hoodie rap, my version of church clothes
Kill all misconceptions with the verse though
I know this is addictive, speakers are on blast
But to be specific, this is ain’t from the trap
No crack in this backpack, Yahweh leads my path
And I won’t be your Trayvon bringing these hoodies back
When I’m talking that
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap
When I’m talkin’ that
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap. Black
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
This is that Black Hoodie Rap
This is that Black Hoodie stance
Whether it’s hipster, thugged out, rocker
I am more much more than that
This is that Black Hoodie rap
It's radical for God’s plan
This ain’t that Jewish vs. Gentile
This ain’t ‘bout race or class
This is a public service announcement
From Beat Council and Dreadlock Slimmm
Even in the club, there’s a purpose about them
We ‘Follow the Leader’, don’t expect Rakim
Or even Eric B. For President
No comparison to a God that's excellent
My Propaganda in the lyrics where it’s evidenced
I could look gangsta but be a gentleman even in my sentiments
Even in the beat that got them speakers trembling
I could speak a word in your life for God to enter in
I’m too much of a rapper to be used like reverends
Well they thought the white boy couldn’t rap, now he’s Eminem
N.w.a’s in my ‘Roots’, gave me Adrenaline
But I turned Jay, not Snoop. That was my preference
Black hoodie rap though I got a different walk
Looking like I’m bumping Weezy when I listen to Bjork
And that’s even in New York
Know me well, know the opposite of everything you thought
Know me well, know the Christ I’m serving with my people
With tattoos and street dudes who barely dress Gq
God made me radical so you could hear him
So judge me by this appearance
I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve and my art on my knees
For the harvest indeed with the heart that’s redeemed
I know this is addictive, speakers are on blast
But to be specific, this is ain’t from the trap
No crack in this backpack, Yahweh leads my path
And I won’t be your Trayvon bringing these hoodies back
When I’m talking that
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap
When I’m talkin’ that
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
Black Hoodie Rap. Black
Black Hoodie Rap. Yeah
This is that Black Hoodie Rap
This is that Black Hoodie stance
Whether it’s hipster, thugged out, rocker
I am more much more than that
This is that Black Hoodie rap
It's radical for God’s plan
This ain’t that Jewish vs. Gentile
This ain’t ‘bout race or class
This is that Black Hoodie Rap
This is that Black Hoodie stance
Whether it’s hipster, thugged out, rocker
I am more much more than that
This is that Black Hoodie rap
It's radical for God’s plan
This ain’t that Jewish vs. Gentile
This ain’t ‘bout race or class
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Genius Level Talent
04:41
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How's this for a slogan? More Honest Rappers Please
Cause false humility is more manufactured than some product by the Japanese
Yeah, I just attacked your speech
Derived from church culture, I speak candidly for rapid reach
Emphatically with penmanship you’re requesting for censorship
When I don’t brutalize your ‘body of work’, I dismember it
With no retentiveness, compound fracture to your temple quick
And that’s for any brother or sister, it’s all relative
I hope you’re getting’ it, I’ve been hot, it’s been God
I’m ‘David’ facing ‘Goliaths’ knowing the aim with my slingshot
This is grace despite my sin illuminating so much from within
Shining bright like a diamond is kinda dim
Grammar excelling, this is manna from heaven
This is Funk Flex ready for bombs after eleven
Challenge the brethren, make a Miley Cyrus stop & think
I got that genius level talent, I don’t have to twerk on Robin Thicke
Crossing ‘Blurred Lines’ making Paula Patton mad
I got an ‘Air Force’ one & she’s ‘Paula Patton’ bad
Don’t agree that she’s the flyest? Don’t care, I know I’m biased
She got genius level talent pushing me to what is righteous
With no emergency room needed, get your wounds treated
I’m the d.o.c. operating with Mf Doom genius
Yeah I’m showing my age, you’ve seen wisdom
Like that beard that showing my greys, l breathe vision
With my genius level talent, genius level skill
Genius level gifting from a God that’s so real
I’m a walk in authority & see this through
Since I was made in his image, I’m that genius too
Genius level talent, genius level skill
Genius level gifting from a God that’s so real
I’m a walk in authority & see this through
Since I was made in his image, I’m that genius too
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
Got it like that! Genius Level Talent
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
Got it like that! Genius Level Talent
Ain’t no Bricks In My Backpack when I’m out on Troy Ave
Except ‘bricks’ for these rap tracks, yeah my mouth destroyed that
Ain’t no stereotypes needed, broke ‘em all with my genius speeches
With or without Heesun Lee or Jin featured
Romans 12: 8 I won’t manipulate for pushing weight
With ‘No Malice', I got a ‘Fear Of God’ beyond a Pusha tape
Genius from rhymes to the chorus too, I’m saying
Instead of blood, these ‘liquid swords’ are coursing through my veins
This kind of standard ain’t just natural to rappers
It’s for bachelors for going for their masters, practical for pastors
Genius level talent for God’s purpose in your life
Whether your steady serving Christ or you are that servant’s wife
Cops see black youth & see the next Piru
I see the next Malcolm X, I see the next Skyzoo
I see the next Columbus Short or Kerry Washington
With no ‘Scandal’ needing a ‘Pope’ ‘cause they already got God in them
This soundtrack's for college youth to the prostitute
So they aim higher than 41 gun salutes
There’s a reason for my challenge, guess my passion isn’t yours
I ain't burying my talents like some maggot ridden corpse
Cause God will hold you accountable when the breathing stops
When classism ain't a reason not to lead the flock
Think I’m just bragging with the raps that I’m bringing
Then blame Acts 4:13 for my radical thinking
With my genius level talent, genius level skill
Genius level gifting from a God that’s so real
I’m a walk in authority & see this through
Since I was made in his image, I’m that genius too
Genius level talent, genius level skill
Genius level gifting from a God that’s so real
I’m a walk in authority & see this through
Since I was made in his image, I’m that genius too
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
Got it like that! Genius Level Talent
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
What I have’s from my Dad so I got it like that
Got it like that! Genius Level Talent
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RAP(E) CULTURE
05:07
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I love how we talk over each other
And how we’re the quirkiest of lovers
Can’t remember how you get on my nerves
Maybe I’m way too busy watching those curves on you
Can’t front like I don’t want this sex with you
But still I’m impressed with all the rest of you
And until those vows, I’m willing to wait
And if you're with it girl, I’m willing to stay with you
I don’t need perfection to win me over
I need your attention, I wanna be closer
I know you’ve had your questions too babe
I just want you to be you baby
You may not show your intentions the way that I do
Still you are impressive, that's why I like you
Know you are a blessing too babe
I just want you to be you baby
Exactly how God made you lately
I just want you to be you
I'm saying I just want you to be you, babe
I love how you look wearing my sweater
A little off of your shoulder’s even better
Really I don’t expect most to understand
The love I feel from you when holding your hand babe
See I got a love that’s waited patiently
Seventeen years to hear you’re safe with me
I’m the dreamer, you’re the practical one
Then we switch sides, it’s just a balance that comes with you
I don’t need perfection to win me over
I need your attention, I wanna be closer
I know you’ve had your questions too babe
I just want you to be you baby
You may not show your intentions the way that I do
Still you are impressive, that's why I like you
Know you are a blessing too babe
I just want you to be you baby
Exactly how God made you lately
I just want you to be you
I'm saying I just want you to be you, babe
You to be you, babe
You to be you, babe
Really I don’t expect most to understand, yeah
The love I feel from you when holding your hand babe, right
Can’t remember how you get on my nerves, mmm
Maybe I’m way too busy watching those curves on you
Yeah, confession ain't over
I just want you to be you, babe
Conquest, D. Steele on 'em, Mike Irish
I just want you to be you, babe
I probably loved you when you were 17 and I was 22
I chalked it up to infatuation though
Cause I didn’t know things about you I’m sure many knew
And still you were a landmark in Jason’s soul
You were sheltered, I felt it
Yet I melted every time I was around you, couldn’t help it
Wasn’t selfish when you joined the military, I’d accept it
And when I found you out you were married, I’d expect it
When I saw you in 09, looking so fine
Tackled by love I still had for you this whole time
Army of affection with it’s navy crossing seas
And skies like the air force with the corps of the Marines
Taken off ‘active duty’, placed on reserve
Respecting your marriage truly, my faith was deterred
But even then I had this feeling you belonged to me
But was my dreaming just deceiving, what was wrong with me
After a decade though, this feeling’s too prolonged to be
Just infatuation so when you weren't taken
I had you in my sights, here’s my shot, I had to pull it
With patience of a sniper and focus of an assassin’s bullet
Fired off, but I missed because you wasn’t ready
And by the time you were ready, I was going steady
Already thinking “You and I” was just a pipe dream
But now we’re single again, crazy as that might seem
I’m not losing you again, that’s my word
Two ships passing in the night? That’s absurd
So on that platform, you were game for my kissing
I was being radical trying to change your thinking
So I watch sci-fi with you over a glass of wine
Saying “I love you” is the perfect way to pass the time
I love that you insist we be a team
I love that you insist you be with me
Yeah, and you're the finest thing I ever seen
You exist in real time instead of all my dreams
I just want you to be you, babe
And nowadays I don't have to dream
You went rogue for my heart, now you are the queen
I just want you to be you, babe
Yeah, and you're the finest thing I ever seen
You exist in real time instead of all my dreams
I just want you to be you, babe
And nowadays I don't have to dream
You went rogue for my heart, now you are the queen
I just want you to be you, babe
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The Resolution
05:00
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Yeah, there it go
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Today’s Arts & Entertainment’s trying to do me like Phil Robertson
They snatch the freedom of speech for my faith while I’m still jotting them
On these sheets of paper ‘cause their nature got me plotting tough
In Christ I decrease, I am not enough
I’m on that John 3:30, with the foolishness of God
That’s overpowers man’s wisdom, written truth, no façade
When rappers dismiss the bible & yet show the same love
In quoting 1st Corinthians in advocating gay love
For the record Macklemore, I don’t hate you
I’m just a radical thinker that’s trying to educate you
Cause if it ain’t credible, it ain't worth a decibel
When pedophiles are fighting for the same rights as homosexuals
They argue if you could be born attracted to the same sex
Then why not have those desires for minors? It’s a train wreck
Insane yet, Erica Campbell’s dress gets more press
Minorities are more upset, priorities we ought to check
Church folk got sexual tension we don’t confess so
They’re stuck in denial, while we argue ‘bout this dress though
Meanwhile autistic kids disappear without a trace
Societies are picketing to interfere & doubt the faith
That's relief when schools are being shot up every six months
So screw radio debates, illuminati witch-hunts
Top ten lists & those awards meant to stress your clout
And any other thing that God couldn’t care less about
At a certain age, you live life & grind more
And there are certain things you don’t have time for
I’m really focused on my purpose so the truth is this
I don’t generate attention for foolishness
So really though, I don’t give a furthermost thought about that nonsense
I’m not responsive
Yeah, really though, I don’t give a furthermost thought about that nonsense
What does that accomplish
I was always that weird kid, it wasn’t hard to spot me
In those Metallica t-shirts that my grandmother got me
Those were gateway drugs for eclectic tastes that make me unique
So I don’t really care about your critiques
I’m not backpack enough, too influenced by Bjork
My beats are too alternative so I’m not reppin’ New York
Imagine if I told God, I buried my talents to rap over southern beats to please a purist
Are you serious
I know Trinidad James scarred you for life
If you’re a purist but don’t tell me how to flip bars that I write
Or stay exclusive to my region, that reason got me a bit embarrassed
When my practice was raised on Brad Jordan & Clifford Harris
Andre Benjamin as well as Eminem you're mentioning
You’re mad I mixed metal with chop & screw? Then it’s not for you
I’m Shakespeare’s own; I’m in a clear zone
So I don’t hear drones with Deftones that’s bleeding out my earphones
I’m ‘Back to School’ with the Elite
I watched you ‘Change’ from that ‘Hole in the Earth’ left by my speech
Left the underground exposed, but my heroes ain’t just J. Medeiros
But you wanna see me burn Drake by the stake, nah I’m straight
I don’t rock with every topic but at least he’s honest
I rather "emo" over fabricated ruthlessness, that’s foolishness
And rap’s full of thespian thugs
Angry for some reason, but y’all forgot what the reason was
At a certain age, you live life & grind more
And there are certain things you don’t have time for
I’m really focused on my purpose so the truth is this
I don’t generate attention for foolishness
So really though, I don’t give a furthermost thought about that nonsense
I’m not responsive
Yeah, really though, I don’t give a furthermost thought about that nonsense
What does that accomplish
I used to rather not smile or laugh a lot
Cause when ‘earthquakes’ happened in my life, no one was there to face the aftershock
Or walk me through tremors, so I teach my daughter born at the edge of September
To God, she fully can surrender
I tell her teenagers stay mean, so stay clean
And clear of the nonsense they scream ‘cause they won’t matter when you’re eighteen
Cause if my daughter being bullied is the reason she won’t learn
Then any peer that’s acting funny is the least of my concerns
No beef, but I definitely stay driven
To be healthy competition for Selah or JGivens
Even if I end up losing awards they stay winning
Even if I’m not what Funkmaster Flex or Wade’s spinning
The vision is to challenge any system
Regardless if I rap at any fest or be a general in any kingdom
If I’m on Rap Radar's of 2 Dopeboyz
Or nowhere on it, I’m still rocking, quitting is no choice
I’d love the accolades & platforms but truth is this
If it’s worth more than God’s co-sign, it’s foolishness
I’m either for the Savior or not
With black youth being sold for sex or shot by the neighborhood watch
So while y’all debate about art & legalism
Kids with hearts of evil in ‘em tear apart the legal system
In a world where constantly I got to witness more responsibly
So I can’t rap so you’ll finally honor me
At a certain age, you live life & grind more
And there are certain things you don’t have time for
I’m really focused on my purpose so the truth is this
I don’t generate attention for foolishness
So really though, I don’t give a furthermost thought about that nonsense
I’m not responsive
Yeah, really though, I don’t give a furthermost thought about that nonsense
What does that accomplish
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Exo what it do
Let's take it back to Flatbush real quick
Me ah rep fi El Shaddai wit’ de platform given
We getting transformed within
It’s Radical Thinking
Me ah rep fi El Shaddai wit’ de platform given
We getting transformed within
It’s Radical Thinking! It go
Rah, Rah
Brooklyn boy that’s in your city
Rah, Rah
Out in Harlem, but I ain't Diddy
Rah, Rah
Staten Island to the Bx
Rah, Rah
What up Queens
In the same way the Serbs oppose the Palestine, I do that with my savage mind
That half the time wants to smash a ‘dime’ other than my valentine
The flesh ain't no joke, no comedic sketch at Caroline’s
The root of all evil is blossoming faster than dandelions
In this ‘Garden of Eden’, I’m the target of demons
Heartless with reason to have my treason regarded as pleasing
But it’s far from it, this filth my art stomached
Boosting my ego but it’s a zero if my heart plummets
Sin's a cancer that will leave the homie stressed
So I get it off my chest like Angelina Jolie’s breasts
No disrespect to Brad Pitt, I admire pro-activeness
When God's word is a chemo that we never fight our cancers with
We rather be depraved, stay a slave
Rather be unified with a vice than crucified with the Christ
Rather trust the corporate ladder, reality show mirage
And the gospel of every rapper comparing themselves to God
Using biblical references just to prove their dope
I’m using lyrical penmanship just to prove there’s hope
For a Shawn Carter, for Beyoncé Knowles
For that chick dancing to ‘Drunk in Love’ on a stripper pole
For that preacher ‘killing’ Christians with that false doctrine
Accept Christ as Savior & lord over all options
Only then will your thinking be renewed
And you’ll be saved from the greed & unforgiveness that’s in you
Me ah rep fi El Shaddai wit’ de platform given
We getting transformed within
It’s Radical Thinking
Me ah rep fi El Shaddai wit’ de platform given
We getting transformed within
It’s Radical Thinking! It go
Rah, Rah
Brooklyn boy that’s in your city
Rah, Rah
Out in Harlem, but I ain't Diddy
Rah, Rah
Staten Island to the Bx
Rah, Rah
What up Queens? Now you see it
For self-destruction, human nature got an appetite
Rather trust the lavish life over the living sacrifice
My righteousness is filthy rags, devoid of bragging rights
Cause good works ain’t the key to heaven, even if I be a reverend
Cause my flesh, it be irreverent, wants attention, needs direction
In this motion picture that ain’t all gravy, Christ is Scorcese
After Hours on “Mean Streets”, my plate is full
Witnessing to “Gangs of New York” that’s full of Raging Bulls
I pray that "Wolf on Wall Street” has Christ regarded
Above all his possessions when he joins The Departed
Chapter 3 in Romans says our throats are open graves
So if slander’s being spoken, that will choke the hope that saves
So I’m going at vipers full of cursing & bitterness
With the verse that’s magnificent based on word that’s omnipotent
Change the thinking of any crowd I’m present to reach
With more than skills, relevancy or eloquent speech
Yeah I know that was random
See I was bumping "August Burns Red" before I wrote this here anthem
This ain’t a 'Freestyle Fam', this is a ‘Quest’ to be Redeemed
When social media narcissism got us reckless to extremes
When depressive porn abusive is swiftly trafficking my hell
Forget battling rappers, I’m too busy battling myself
Lord, have us broken, please tear every cartilage
Radically change our thinking so we’re all set apart from this
Me ah rep fi El Shaddai wit’ de platform given
We getting transformed within
It’s Radical Thinking
Me ah rep fi El Shaddai wit’ de platform given
We getting transformed within
It’s Radical Thinking! It go
Rah, Rah
Brooklyn boy that’s in your city
Rah, Rah
Out in Harlem, but I ain't Diddy
Rah, Rah
Staten Island to the Bx
Rah, Rah
What up Queens? Now you see it
Me ah rep fi El Shaddai wit’ de platform given
We getting transformed within
It’s Radical Thinking
Me ah rep fi El Shaddai wit’ de platform given
We getting transformed within
It’s Radical Thinking! It go
Rah, Rah
Brooklyn boy that’s in your city
Rah, Rah
Out in Harlem, but I ain't Diddy
Rah, Rah
Staten Island to the Bx
Rah, Rah
What up Queens? Now you see it
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CONQUEST New York
The 2012 album “Radical Departure” marks a new musical chapter for Brooklyn based, Trinidadian born emcee/songwriter CONQUEST as an artist & missionary musical evangelist. CONQUEST does unadulterated hip hop music that's mainly East Coast in style & influence with an alternative & soul influence that will be recognized as either ‘Christian hip hop' or 'progressive hip hop made by a Christian'. ... more
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