Nilotic

This is that culture, Nilotic be the entity

Stand down, the queen's here, exotic in identity

Can never be the centrepiece if you were never meant to be

Lathered in the jewels and the gems, I'm the masterpiece

Just admit I'm the golden piece, I'm

You still in the making but I know what be mine

Admit I'm divine, take a sip, it's tea time

I'm here to take my place and what was rightfully mine

I'll have all the gold and the diamond from the Guinea

Give me back the tones and the stylin' in Somali

Oh, run it back, the tea that you sippin' Malawi

That ain't even half of it so Benny, hurry, hurry

Let me hold a congress for the people in the back

Delegate a new position, it's a counterattack

Rip up the monarchy, a warning of attack

Yeah, we coming back like we never left, matter of fact

Escort the convoy formation to the lead

Recruit the ones with the minds that we need

A constitute that they could never run

Bars they shoot, they be irrelevant

They watching as they folks be killed, they bros be killed

And though they bleed, we need to proceed

We to stand to defeat

Defending the peace, double that

Firm at the feet

We never fatigued, double that

Reigning supreme, we king of the team

Double that

Queen of the east

You better believe it, double that

I'm out to find the missing link

Equate the inequivalent

The massacre before your eyes and you still ambivalent?

Moving in increments

At this state, it is crippling

No logical rational state of mind, it's a predicament

It ain't immediate

'Cause half of y'all conceited

Assassinate the people who aided to your existence

Now watching from a distance sheltered lovely by the system

That execute a black man

And call police the victim

A pledge of allegiance

Practice what you be preaching

Roll up in that new legion

Marching up, we stampeding then taking over that region

Still fighting for that freedom

That's the call to unleash them

Came in from the village, ran up the division

Won't no, nope, won't stop, it's a given

Somebody get him wrapped up in the vision

Can't stop, won't stop, now for the vision

Marked up, bruised, and scarred

Trace back who we are, yelling free, we

Done came up too far

To deny who we are

Hata kama

Never forget who you are