Hokuto Shin Ken - Napoleon Da Legend

Stable genius with a rare point of view

Rather short fuse always serving up some soul food

Sold verbal jewels peeps in my circle knew

I was surgical with facts to free us from servitude

Close to the nations capital I learned to move

Beyond the smoke and mirrors I had to discern the truth

They want us dead or in jail

They want us in debt and let these corporations set the bail

Its a prison, information is the main resource

Jacking up ingredients from the main source

We gave these motherfuckers a pass though

From divine being now we worshiping cash flow

Anything for a position inside the matrix

Took the knowledge from our ancient DNA and then erased it

Trying to make us feel weaker when we the strongest

Divide and conquer, we been suffering for the longest

Killer bees with yellow vests got me yelling SOS

You can try to kill us but our destiny’s to resurrect

Looks like they got it sown don’t it?

We can retrieve the throne and

Turn the tables in the closing moments

Victor Hugo with pen / always to shoot to win

The sole inheritor of the Hokuto Shin Ken

No longer victims, ain’t no lynching the lynchpin

Got em binging ruin ya faculties like in Princeton

Got a hole inside of my heart

That I can’t seem to fill up for nothing

I just try to play my part

But Something from within keep callin

Spark and light a torch in the dark

And the walls around me keep falling

Every good thing ends at the start

They can’t stop me cause I keep evolving

Weaponized joggers recognized the livest

Sporadic postures like the troops in Bosnia

Czechoslovakian boxers type discipline

Vice militant robbing the rich to fill the fridge

We ain’t having it, third world graduated

Thrashing the most expensive rapper you can collab it

Galactus, got the secret service trynna hack this

You can’t enter my thoughts, my mind is too elastic

Stand back, analyze reactions, slid him a 10

Oh shit, I passed the limit again?

Yo the god of Gab multi color bomber jackets riding a dollar cab

Only saluting those who acknowledge that

Monastery rap before the monetary crash

Took the pain of my people on my back and carried that

To my very last breath and my last steps

With a legacy that’s kept alive passed death