THE PLATFORM 2

Reverend Jeremiah Wright

A.K.A – RJ WEEZY

I leave masepa on yo faces as my sermons dive-bomb yo congregation

it's abomination as they question “why bomb this conversation on conservation?”

but yo definition of indoctrination is pure defecation

my lyrical dispersion leave you bitches incinerated in utter ululation

trojen horse in yo system yo data needs reconfiguration

but you can't figure razing

as my deep-seated pyro-disequilibrium keeps on blazing

not for rhyme's sake but my poetic selenium's just amazing

coz though my flock, in the valley, I'ma keep 'em grazing

coz though I walk, through this valley, I'ma reap 'em paper-chasing

I cure ill mc's' pure disease like it's a leper phrasing,

if Obama's really hanibbal rising, then Lekgema got eyes on a rapper raising

feed my curiosity and tell me why you wanna fuck with a holy nigga?

it will take damn sheer luck for you to be a phony Jigga

yo're in the bush, ass nigga, yo meagre than Rah Digger

forgot you was a re-pub-licker

fake or real yo're a sucker mc

you can't even emulate emminem you can't annihilate me

you don't qualify to be

ask me to nullify you'll see,

heroes become zeroes in milliseconds

you'll see billions become millions that's where the sex ends

cd4 counts lowered in single low cuts

upper cuts quickly turned into faster darts

hitting like Reapley, I let them go from umshini wam'

release them like when a bitch see me cum

when I F U C K yo lips

I'ma nuke y'all CIA audio clips

ke le muur ka di khoro bricks

yes, yo chicks that I saw in porno flicks

yo're the former

I'm the suicide bomber

you couldn't find Osama

so you passing batonto Obama

yo dream is to see this republic a banana

but a banana's what I give to Jenna

the nuts I leave for Barbara

put her on a pill or rubber

to avoid my sons calling you grandfather

coz sex with yo daughter

is as fucked up as a dance with a cobra

everybody know yo the snake that was chased from the oval o--------ffice

now bend over, as I shake like a sheik be a pain in yo orifice

it's all over, God damn America forget about world peace

I bring the sword paint yo dreams black like ludacris

if I'm Jeremiah then my prophecy's Wright

think you can battle a man of God, yeah right!