Lost and Found

[Intro: Planet Asia]
I do this shit to feed my kids, man
[?], Jamel, Jabril, I love y'all

[Verse 1: Planet Asia]
Straight out the city of the grizzly
Where them titties'll hit you with them mini tops
While I walk many blocks
Feel me, I was raised by the wolves
Basically, I was raised by the rules
Round the corner from bad news
Was on the avenue as a youngin'
Blunted, searchin' for them hunn'eds
Anything to be did, we done it
From squattin' n' sellin', schemin' n' plottin
Keep the thug doctrine, deep in the mind of a nigga poppin'
The hardest get intimidated watchin'
I'm talkin' half a million dollar heist, layin' low in Stockton
I'm talkin' a lot of carats out the glass sparklin'
Artillery sparkin', million man marchin'
It's crazy
Throughout thе San Joaquin Valley
I'm similar to what Wyclef is to Haiti
Slackin' in your mackin'
Moves stеp aside, while I keep things in order like the FOI
Bullet proof bow ties, you know what I mean
In the words of the people, baby

Yo, yo
Whenever have you known me to fake it
Rappers'll snake it, like workers in the kitchen cuttin' crack in aprons
I cut tracks with the greatness, new information
[?] the rappers keep the truth concealed like the masons
As I reveal the power of the Matrix
Collect from Kemet
Build like doctor Wesley Muhammad and Bobby Hemmitt
Fitness lieutenant, seek [?] the god on the block
I'm like Farrakhan in the [?], or like Malcolm in the Maybach
Maserati Malachi, Phil [Ballantine?] in Palestine without a dime
Still that dude
I'm like purchasin' the chain for the ice
Cause when I'm on the mic, you feel my jewels
Whose the golden one?
Time will tell, meditatin' by myself
Levitatin' by the help of the source of El, most merciful
Sendin' me the pictures like a postcard
Black belt D of the month, only so far
I need a shofar, you know what I mean?
This that real shit right here, yo. Look

This is unorthodox delivery, mortal misery
Language of the pharaohs and sparrows of chemistry
Industry enemy
The speech that got Malcolm X [?] of the nation
The assassination of Kennedy
Caucusus mountain mayhem, mark of the mausoleum
My global warmin', Hurricane Katrina in Medina, you sorta corny
I'm this way walkin' like Run DMC
I told you nobody's performin' on my stage, this is my house
So, you should slide out
We'll put you up the twelve jewels or either the pull the four-five [.45] out
Snatch your crown off, every element of time valuable
Piling in at the town hall, watch how I get my style off
My profile off, [?] from a [?], it's such a [?]
Ain't nothin' funny, wipe that fuckin' smile off
You can't divide, multiply, or round off my sound off the face of the earth
Take a mound off from the ground off

[Outro]
Black belt theatre
That's that shit boy!

Forget it man, I ain't goin' in there
It's a fortress

Well, fortress or no, it's top priority

So am I

It's suicide