Don't Get It Twisted

Nyoil

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    High velocity, past mediocrity
    Transcend hypocrisy, Egyptian mystery systems, the glow of Socrates
    You can steal my Book of the Dead and my philosophies
    You can steal the book of true ways and try an' copy me
    Pray in your pantheon, I'm in my pyramid
    How did I do it kid?
    Hey there Napolean, little Bonaparte
    You got a short man complex and no heart
    Shout at my Sphinx around 21 times
    Cause he didn't like the fact he had a face like mine
    But hey~! Mr. Slave Trader, pick this up in your boats
    Many of us died, some survived because "Hope Floats"

    [Chorus:]
    Don't get it twisted, just because I'm doin it different
    Don't mean that you can't get lifted
    Oh no~! Had a shot but you missed it
    You ain't know, the bro's so gifted

    [Nyoil:]
    When we was segregated, we got situated
    We build wealth, all the sudden let's get integrated
    Rosa Parks wasn't tryin to play the back seat
    Civil rights, water hoses blows us off of our feet
    Assassinated Martin, they murdered Malcolm X
    Black leaders lose they backbone, they scared they next
    Killed off the Panthers and they left a huge void
    Filled it up with coke and crack and left your son employed
    Now we're, Blood'n and Crip'n, set trippin
    But if you listenin to Bronx, they discovered a different mission
    Zulu beads, MC's and DJ's
    B-Boys, murals painted on three trains

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    [Chorus x2]

    [Nyoil:]
    Grandmaster Caz, Grandmaster Flash, Busy Bee
    Fearless Four, Treacherous Three, Force M.D.'s
    Rock my Adidas like Run-D.M.C.
    And the corporations realized they can market to we
    Now we up to X-Clan, KRS and BDP
    Criminal Minded, I'm reminded of P.E.
    Those +Intelligent Hoodlums+, they tryin to see college
    Them MC's had 'em motivated, kickin that knowledge
    Just when it seemed like we was doin a-aight
    Now we N.W.A., we Niggaz4Life
    Thug lives is lost, Bad Boys is punished
    Everybody wanna be 'Pac but they not 100
    Rats and snitches, self-haters and hood-traitors
    Keep fillin up prisons, free labor they makin paper
    Maybe you get it later - later it's TOO LATE~!
    Let's dedicate this to a people that was once great

    [Chorus x2]

    [Nyoil:]
    I'm so gifted, I'm so gifted!
    You ain't know? The bro's so gifted
    You ain't know?... Nyoil, yeah

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