Situated - Brother Ali, Pharoahe Monch

Alright, okay

Let’s get it situated

I spit directly from the people that originated

All of that shit you faking

Think that imitation is amazing

You need to fix your faces quickly 'for your spirit get eliminated

I’ve been initiated, strictly by invitation

To the order of the Samurai, so this is sacred

Revealing by right, he’s heat but I’m light

He feel it shine bright, deleting all hype

I’m not shining, I’m growing

Every rhyme is a poem

You been already knowing, I been trying to told 'em

Still grinding and groping, still prying it open

Still divinely controlled and I honour the moment

Been around the globe and always finding pieces of me

Reason to breath as deep as the sea

Pay the ticket price and speak it for free

Lay my head on any bed and then eventually dream of the key

I arrive clear, no dye here

But the colors of the tears cried here might appear on my beard

Uh, the dust I carry on me

Is just a ceremony

Because it bears the stories of the ones that came before me

You witness the glory, the gifted oratory

That I distribute as the richness of the poor and holy

They thought the floor could hold me

They thought the sky confined me

They thought the prison of the earthly body might define me

They thought because that God is out of sight, I follow blindly

Anything outside of space and time cannot be timely

Allow me, glad tidings to the strangers

Ain’t concerned with being famous, or how many hits their page gets

That are happy being nameless

And absent from your papers

And could never be swayed by someone clapping in their faces

Hatred can’t degrade them

Praise could never raise 'em

Their glamor can’t be faded by no passing entertainment

And that’s the generation where I catch my inspiration

The manuscript they’re saving is the one I scratched my name in

This is by love, to love, through love, true love

Turn the lights down and turn the tune up

I’m that ticket that get you higher than a mezzanine

Nosebleed, meth amphetamine

Protein, USDA grade: totally lean

If you holding up the world, you know what I mean

Promethazine fiend

Watch women in lululemon

Female geneticist: I study girls in jeans

Violent with the double-entendres

The weed-whacker that’ll strike the bong and hit ganja

Then cut a rug before I drink Mary’s blood

Regurgitate it, praise it, then raise the murder rate in the club

Sociopath, I will slice the tat off a thug

Then spit a slug in his mug and leave the hands of time with a nub

Sick shit, with a torn meniscus

Dikembe Mutombo ordering jumbo-

Shrimp with a pimp

In Red Lobster buttermilk biscuits

I’m proud, young gifted

Somewhere in between red and green, getting lifted

I’m half of the planet when the Sun gets eclipsed

Shit, I’m Steve Harvey at the African Day Parade

Drinking Tanqueray with gators on

Playing Spades with Issa Rae

Black Jew screaming on New York avenues

I’m blacker than black people’s desire for new shoes

Fast, you couldn’t catch him if you was Mohamed Sanu

In fact, I’m blacker than running numbers in sou-sous

On a cruise with Patti LaBelle screaming church hymns and blues

The fuck’s blacker than that?

Came out the womb on Halloween

With an affinity for thirteen and black cats

Does it get any clearer?

Walk barefoot under ladders in a house of broken mirrors

Staring into what I am

Space-time continuum

At the minimum, math and helium gases slash

Malware to make your hologram crash

I totally get why you fear me

'Cause I’m what existed before the Big Bang theory