Message to the Asiatics Video (MV)

Yooo
See let me tell you something
It's a lot goin on in this world
And if you not paying attention
You just a slave

So Ima let you know alil something
That's on my mind
You know

Yoo yooo

Revolutionary minded
Move mountains or climb it
No matter the climate
This how they designed
HipHop dying
I put it in a heimlich
F*ck a 360 deal
I'll never sign it
It's war zone
No man is safe
The plan is make sure
No black man escapes
The planet of apes
I'm Ceasar
Rhymin puttin faith in non-believers
I'm on a money mission
Barely got time for divas
Im dress for war
Barley got time for sneakers
I ain't got faith in no pastor
Lying through Jesus
I ain't got faith in no president
Tryna lead us
Look at the tv and the bullshit
They tryna feed us
Like we wasn't Kings
That treated gold like water
Now some of us greedy
Lack loyalty and order
Got visions of my homie dead
Brains on the corner
He just broke up a fight
You can't tell me this karma
It's money on my mind
Like Malcolm looking through his blinds
With his rifle
That's my f*ckin idol
Around sucked you become one
Or homicidal
I'm rappin testament Commandments
That ain't written the Bible
You can't call yourself Bosses
Unless you get you homies off
The corner put them in the new Porsche's
Or back to back in Ferrari's wit horses
Beyond that him and fam living gorgeous
Plus my homies dropped out
And got degrees in murder
I'm from where your moms a fiend
Niggaz still serve her
I ain't braggin'
I just ain't scared of hell cuz from there
Maybe worst
I bet Satan scared to come here
The propaganda
Was touch us improper grammar
We used to pop lock
Now cock poppin hammers
Single working moms
Pops locked in the slammer
Youngin hustle tops
To cop a drop or Panerama
I'm in a mathematical prison
Out thinking my oppressors
The God left lessons on my dresser
I fear for the 85 who don't gotta clue
The God you lookin for us the God inside of you