Notes of a Native Son

( *scratching of* )<br>(Listen! Listen! Listen!)<br>(We ask now)<br>(We ask now)<br>(We ask you)<br>(We ask you)<br>(Now listen)<br>(Now listen)<br><br>(Parties... where we get together and do our thing)<br><br>[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]<br>Feel the rhythm as the paragraphs coincide<br>The vocab will multiply, the mission is do-or-die<br>Principles classify, the concept will clarify<br>I speak fact cause only fact will justify<br>Thus travel distance, it`s time that we rinse this<br>Stereotype hype right out of life sight<br>Drums pulsate, brains vibrate<br>Level is first rate, proceed to elevate<br>Samples enhanced, audience entranced<br>Now it`s my turn but every man has a chance<br>Evil will never drive, God helps those who strive<br>Fire and brimstone dwells in the inside<br>Truth is in front of you <br>You`re blind but it`s huntin you<br>Speakin with strong verbs, readin the proverbs<br>Wake up at once, resurrection has come<br>Hear the trumpet of Gabriel and the notes of a native son<br><br>[ CHORUS (2X) ]<br>I`m your native son<br>(Native son)<br>I`m your native son<br>I am your native son<br>(Hear the notes of a native son)<br>I`m your native son<br><br>[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]<br>Panic, rhythmatic, dope addict<br>Words flow automatic, sticks like static<br>Frozen and freeze dried, the poems are like pitfalls<br>This blackman will stand tall, I`m firm as a brickwall<br>Just a portion can sting like a scorpion<br>Hurt like a heart attack, ride it like Amtrak<br>My spiritual insight will take to extreme height<br>Cause I`m livin life right, palmin the mic tight<br>Brothers have tried this but they didn`t swing it right<br>Method of a renegade, keepin it airtight<br>I thank woman for breedin the black seed<br>Then let the verses roll like a tumbleweed<br>I give pain like a migraine<br>Releasin my best and when done leave a bloodstain<br>Glorify God cause there`s only one<br>Hear the notes of a native son<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br>[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]<br>Opponents approach and I post my position<br>Listen for the word then proceed with the mission<br>Paragraphs float, phrases stunt growth<br>State is a dungeon, vocal chord is a death rope<br>Words are vehicles riding on sound<br>Drums leave you numb, the pound can put a crack in the ground<br>Pressure released performin a stronghold<br>Maximum thrust - working towards overload<br>Peace Productions, the beat thy`re providin me<br>Anger is inside of me, anxiety drives me<br>But I release my steam on a track, black<br>Instead of killin a brother, nah, never that<br>To this I`m loyal, I shine like tin foil<br>You`re soft as soil, the microphone`ll boil<br>Pause but not fall, we ain`t havin no flaws<br>My tongue is my metal, Lett hands are like chainsaws<br>Words can move mountains, pourin like a fountain<br>Clockin crazy dollars, countin and countin<br>Drop to my knees and repent for my sins<br>Peace to my friends, no rest till it ends<br>L-a, q-u, a-n solo, one<br>Yeah, notes of a native son<br><br>[ CHORUS ]<br><br>(Native son)<br><br>(Native son)<br><br>I am your native<br>(Native son)<br>I am your native<br>(Native son)<br>I am your native<br>(Hear the notes of a native son)<br>I am your native<br>I am your native<br>I am your native<br>( *fade* )