this is some real black power anthem type shit

The truth has to be heard ‼️real poetry 🗣🔥

I feel this all the way finally something real keep working hard u gone make it

Bro spitting fax ‼️🤷🏾‍♂️ they not gon fw this

Bro you should get big off this bro this fire you speaking straight facts

ayyyy kid went dummy on this....I dig it. Headbang all day. let's talk music sometime.

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Highlight (Mixed by Ideez)

On heavy hearts in 2020 I am sitting here making a song about the utter disrespect to my people, OUR people on a topic that is so deep rooted our ancestors are turning in they’re graves... it is now 2020 and men & woman of a certain race and cultural beliefs have to continue to look over our shoulders with the worry, is today going to be my last day? Systematic hate & self hate has been a burden on the African MEN & WOMAN of America for too long. It is now time for a change 

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shoutout lil rocket launcher for sending me this
@lil.culi

Prongles Ft Lil Culi

For the familia, just like the Roc

Ghengis Khan, I’ma kill it to the top
I’m fillin them shots, familiar wit shocks
You lookin like Ben Stiller in the plot
I’m the Memento of Donnie Darko
That’ll rob u when u leavin that bar tho
I couldn’t care less u payin a car note
On some salvage out the junkyard hoe
I’m here for all the smoke...
I’ma stack it like Shawn Carter
I’ma stack it like Rocafella
Bodies of Rothchild rottin in the cellar
When you poppin what they tell ya
When you broke, don’t look twice
Coulda been nice, ain’t understood me rite
So the crooks fight, prolly took a life
Is what you envision looking right?
Stare in the distance, I don’t care to kick it
No impairin my wisdom, you muthafuckas
Thats scared to listen
Runnin from Fed time and cavity search
Get to blastin me for the work
I’ma blasphemy in the church
Why would God ask me what it’s worth
Five outta five always dislike the banter
Laughin as I light the cancer
Think I might got the answer
You can’t feed Mike propaganda
Look at the ultrasound, the fetus already know how the MKUltra sound
Y’all got a corroded crown
I ain’t mis-chose the route
Put a scope on the pound
Get ya tires blown out, invoking a town
Lemme show u around fore it goes down
Shout to those, saw that all was bad
Anyone else could fall back
You don’t gotta be flossin ya stacks
For me to stick u outside of the offtrack
I’ll do it for ten bucks, muthafucka 10 hut
I been down, been up.. Only when we start shit they listen to us
You disapprove? I’m not giving a fuck
Press record, fam, its not a rap
Call it a war plan, ammunition priced
At thirty four grand, spray shots
Until the whole fort blammed
Stick a fork thru your hand
Last resort when it jam
Goddamn, Manifest Destiny
Came from Jersey 2 Cali 2 learn The Recipe, maybe the same one spoken by Kendrick my G, or Beans
When he could Feel It in the Air
Its the realist up in here
Go worldwide, start stealin from heirs
If its inherited, then I don’t really care
If its in heroin then I don’t need 2 share
Yea... And when you backtrack
To the spot I peelt his cap at
You’ll see the bloody snapback
Got a muzzle, never attachin that
I want you to see the shot
The bullet when its steamin hot
Before it leave you in a box
For geekin over the watch
Mouth runnin till u kicked in the jaw
Either or lying stiff in the morgue
You keep pissin me off, way to go
None less than a sacred show
If its fake gold, I’ll break ya nose
Only way u get pussy if u rapin them hoes
You sick fuck, I’ll stick a shiv thru ya gut
Come back thru after stitched up
And resplit the cut, fuck
You mad at life? What for?
Get knocked out ya chukkas dawg
No love for the law, or order thru chaos
Caught in a seance
But they can’t take my block, grown alot
From when I used to throw rocks
Holes in my socks, my shirt, & my jeans
The birth of a regime, murder the scene
I’m disturbin the dream
Nightmare on Elm Street
Mixed wit Makaveli
What the fuck you gotta tell me
If it ain’t finna propel me?
Deaf to the dumb shit
Just be lettin the gun riff
Coming to grips wit what its becoming
Left the town vacant
This the sound of the devastated
I’m at the gates waitin of the Gates Foundation, for the digital certificate
Vaccine with a chip in it, ain’t tell me
To be healthy, increase my immunity
What might not ruin me
Would it kill a community?
My theories ain’t conspiracy
I brought you here to see
Is you hearin me? Or do u fear what it be
What the cannons kill
From Versace to Vanderbilt
Ain’t understand it still
Put the camera on a stilt
Join the club of dummies
To rob all their fuck you money
They lookin like fuck you, money
There’s nothing above me
Nothing below me, only know me
From the burnt out stogie
And chillin where the rogues be
By my lonely, could call a 100 homies
But fuck that when I got gloves & a strap
Don’t let me dump that
Supposed to be a threat to me
I manifest my own destiny

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Coming from the small jazz town of Rochester, Ny. MAJ brings a melodic yet stunning & raw style to hip hop/rap & RnB ventures, with a up front in your face style, with artist like Chris brown, James Brown & Gunna inspiring his approach to music, there’s no wonder he’s as versatile as he is.

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