Elevated Orange

[Verse 1]
This is what you get when you ____ around with a vet
Take this as a threat and I’m far from finished yet
I bust my sound, it pounds, another crown laid down
So crossfade now, this is just a mic check
Thumping on your set screaming hands on deck
I haven’t bust a sweat or a tear. Fella, what you fear?
Your balling is done, it’s endgame
There’s only one that reigns supreme to the team
Here to crush your petty scheme
With a stream of gasoline, set fire to your gangster-lean
And screams for holy water, coming up to steam
You know what I mean. You been saying things out of order
Should have thought of the backlash and the whiplash
And the war brought to your ass

[Chorus] x2
This is what you started, you schemed it, you plotted
You dreamed it, you charged it, elevated orange
Finish what you started, you reaped it in secret
You’re dearly departed, elevated orange

[Verse 2]
(I gotta do this, see) Them laws you make
It’s not going to keep you safe
You straight transgressed the means, now it’s time for you to come clean
When I mix it up, it’s going to leave your face twisted up
This chick’s just a lame duck and nay mutt hush
Just sit, dog, sit. Rabid dog on that
This is a big boy spit, got you aimed in my pad
And I’m aiming to drag this critic to the limit, with my b-boy spirit
You feel it, fans hear and they chill with admiration for this
Brooklyn-born sensation, busting up your party and your safe haven
Said I was finished, you was greatly mistaken, boy
This is page one from the beat of my drum
Soundboy slayed son. It’s a wrap, the kid’s done

[Chorus] x2

Talking about some Homeland Security
Man, that’s straight racial profiling
Man you can’t keep your borders safe (nope)
When you straight renegading on other nations and whatnot
What you think this is?
Eventually that plot’s going to come back and haunt you
It’s going to come back, baby. Believe it. Believe
You ready? ’Cause I’m ready
Sitting out there, talking this mess
It’s elevated orange, baby

[Chorus] x4

This is for the Native Americans that was robbed of their homeland by you
This is for the Africans that was enslaved by you
This is for the Chinese that come over here to get some work and was oppressed by you
This is for my people trapped in the ghettoes and in the trailer parks
That still continue to get blocked by you
This is for people all over the world that still suffer because of you
Still, 2,000 years later
You have a sickness, you need therapy
Go see Dr. Phil and get a pill and get up out our way
This is for the true defenders of democracy
Oh, I know, I know
Rum and rims, girls and Benzes
That’s what you want from me
You ain’t gonna get that
This elevated, man
Go wake up your mind and elevate it
Before you run out of time
Shaheed Muhammad, Garden Seeker Productions
That’s how we get down