Slave(s)/Neva Dat, written by Christian Melendez

Verse 1:
I ain't ever been the silent type (can't)/
Always tried to bring my thoughts to the light (woo, goddamn!)/
See, they're really tryin'a block me out, and leave me absent with no doubt/
It's a good thing that I learned to read and write/
So I recite, instead you dance in spotlight/
Kool-aid tastes extra sweet, hm?/
When you text, no read receipt/
Down for the cause while you sit, hot-headed cold-blooded, yet you lack degrees/
Been fueled by the hate, it's the diesel in your veins/
So raw, uncut, now you numb from the pain/
Them deep bloodstains on the skin can't scrub/
Scourge of what once was someone I'd trust/

Bridge 1:
Y'all Just like a flock'a sheep/
What? Wassamatter, can't think of a plan?/
As a rebel, in turn I speak -- y'all weak

Verse 2:
Man the fuck, don't be suckas, bring the raucous, choose or suffer/
Raise the torch or douse the fire, be a captive or a fighter/
Tell the truth or be a liar, be a writer if you feel like the flames gettin' higher/
Screech on the scene, no skrrt from a tire/
This shit is cuttin' close to the wire and I'm tryin' not to (kill)/
Fight back with a whole lotta fact checks/
Like how many are deprived of the fat checks/
How the color of the skin is the first test/
Big mess, only get a job with the big breast?/
Slim checks for the thin chest, y'all sleep? Well I can't rest/
No sleep cause I been stressed/
Light-skin with a whole lotta black friends/
Melanin a threat? Since when?

Bridge 2:
Chicken, watermelon sound like heaven to me/
Protein, magnesium and vitamin C/
These components altogether make you stonger to breathe/
Keen vision when they bullshittin', fakin' to be/
I said chicken, watermelon sound like heaven to me/
Protein, magnesium and vitamin C/
Hive minds see a nigga who do nothing but eat/
Yet be buzzin' 'bout the culture they're reluctant to be

Hook(x2):
Finna catch me slippin', na neva dat/
Like you swear I'm trippin', na neva dat/
Hangin' on my dick like orangutan/
Yellin' GANG GANG GANG when you neva bang (bang bang)

Verse 3:
What'chu thinkin' you the man now? Like you got it all planned out? (sheeiit)/
You smokin' on that crack now? Thinkin' I'm about to lay down? (haa!)/
You ain't really one to laugh now, I ain't really one to back down/
Better hold on tight to your crown 'fore you drown in a fountain'a youth, all, my life it's the truth/
Can't dictate what you can't control -- I vibrate on a higher plain/
No gold finna taint my soul -- pure passion within my veins/
Rap lane where I chose to go, speak out with a bounce to finesse my flow,
Ain't sold by the poison, I could see the lack of the poise in the way you walk/
More so hear it every single time you talk/
Ain't hard weedin' out all the snakes in the grass when it all cut low like a Caeser/
Jesus Christ, gotta lett'em all know/
I'm the wrong mothafucka they would ever try schemin', believe me!/
Seeing through the fog and the snow, can't slow me/
Fuckin' blow me, OGs know me/
Cuz I'm OP with the dope see/
Real talk B, fuck up off me!

Hook(x2):
Finna catch me slippin', na neva dat/
Like you swear I'm trippin', na neva dat/
Hangin' on my dick like orangutan/
Yellin' GANG GANG GANG when you neva bang (bang bang)

Verse 4:
Fuck ya feelings, praise the villain/
'Steada talkin' puttin' up walls, I'mma cave the ceilings/
Earthquake where you raise ya village/
Hit home, new wave kind'a rape and pillage/
Wait 'til they take what I say, dissect the message and then saying I'm offensive/
With a lack of the facts they omit to mention/
Say it's a figure of speech, quick to lynch him/
Yet cool when a fool like Tomi is obviously painting a portrait of racism honestly/
Hiding behind her opinion like we don't see how much a cancer she is to society/
This me from the heart now, listen up/
FUCK THAT BITCH, from her clit to her tits, I don't really give a fuck what she on 'bout/
This the calm 'fore the storm, they gon' all drown