Pep Talk

How could you doubt me
When you don't know anything about me
It astounds me
  Generalization is racist
Man up and face it
Visualization of my kingness
Utalization of my realness
Feel this and kill all previous illness
Know that if it works against you then its worthless
Further more claim your right to wear your crown
Despite the enemies attempts to keep you down
Rise higher than clouds
Claim all that wasn't aloud to your forefathers
Go harder then Shaka Zulu
Go harder then Malcolm X
Go harder that Martin Luther
Go harder the Steve Biko
Just take it further with that lyrical murder and spit that lethal
Some times your attempts my seem feeble
You even consider going illegal
In attempts to soar like an eagle
Flow sick got the measles
Shines brighter then the rarest of crystals
They even say pressure makes diamonds
Well then heavy is the state of mind that I'm in
Roar like a lion in this room full of silence
Out of breath running low on my milage
I'm the catalyst in this science non fiction
Boxing through the friction
I'm on one trying to be a winner
Master craftsman of the verse
Fine tuning my blade so that when I cut it hurts
Asking myself will I ever realize my worth
Be king of my turf
Everyday I fight with the kings of the Earth
It's a never ending battle
Cold sweats in the middle of the night chasing day break
Not knowing when the judge will sound his gable
Coming to the front straight out last place
I was born ready
I don't mask my face when I'm all up in your face
Getting mines is the case
Feel that itch in my palm
It rings out louder than any alarm
I told myself to get it
And that's exactly what I'm doin
Representing black consciousness poetry til I'm through