Guided Missiles & Misguided Men. (feat. UNRULY)

(And then the storm burst Okonkwo, who had been walking about aimlessly on his compound In suppressed anger, suddenly found an outlet) Cold summers and hot winters, the gods listen The rose grew in the rock fissure, your pops withered Blood drawn from fingers, the thorns was not hidden And you was always a weed if you had thought different Not living if you were doing something to stop missions The bottom crab in the bucket until your stock risen You never wanted the stigma if you was caught slipping So now you murder your brothers to prove you're not sisters You chopped liver but gotta stick to the plan Hell or high water, you never flinch at demands Your roots propagating, your stem's thicker again You'll never be caught scavenging like some ignorant ant Your fruits grow plump from the seeds you give to the land You harden up, frowning when even speaking to friends Whenever you face a challenge, you plan the feast in advance 'Cause even the worst beetles have seen defeat in your hands, f*ck it You had the fiercest opponents seeking amends Your life the perfect model describing being a man And every girl you met had become immediate fans Your shadow became a place where a boy was eager to stand It all changed, now you asylum seeking and scant Remembering how a funeral ended leaving you damned And now you're in a strange place and in need of a hand Your motherland, the home of your father heeding a ban You buried an elder sending him off to be with his clan The rites had come to an end and before the eating began Your gun went off, you thought the mistake was easy to mend 'Til your brother's back was meeting the sand, f*ck (ah) The forge close, weapons depots Stored the way I plan to horrify the pale face, glorify the red face Cauterize the wounds burned by foreign eyes to landscapes I'm sure the sky can see me go to God with demands"May I read the tribal notes? how do I devise revolts? How to unalive the ghost?" Found 200 bodies stoned in rivers, chained to lots of stone I stained the whitest face with seen rage. I'm drawing twice the bow, they raid village Sticks on fire, except it spray venom Stayed center stage, this time I will evade, this time I feel Toussaint This time the ghost of God replied"You down to die for freedom? Children not commodified It's codified law. You're an animal in the monster's eyes" The lands parched and dry, my hands part my side to stand up The invaders deserve death, I won't democratize a cancer"We saved the world" screamed the villains Oppenheimer dances, picking up the stick that's how the shots were fired I desire freedom, my entire genome monetized Colonizer leisure these diamonds were always mine They say they mined 'em in the kingdom F*ck that, f*ck that, f*ck you, f*ck rap, f*ck peace It's a war for all the silence of my people F*ck peace, f*ck peace, I decided on what we do, f*ck peace, f*ck peace (unruly) (But apart from the church, the white man had also brought the government You are not satisfied with your crime, but you must kill a white man on top of it Worthy men are no more)