This is not for you - Napoleon Da Legend

I’m damn if I do my whole bandwidth is taboo, Bantu

Gave y’all answers to clues

Deep healing over band-aids for wounds

Broke thru mandates and man-made rules

Plant based foods hand made tunes that make landscapes groove Handshakes and

truces with rival crews, we don’t idolize dudes

Their jewelry looking like a stylized noose, social lynchings, while they

vocalizing fiction, childhood born narcissism

I talk with an anarchist wisdom social drinking over

Vibes of Marxist socialism

Arrogant billionairism, you worshiping marketing dollars mark of beast followers

Oligarchy scholars

Echo chambers of clichés in the deep state, police state

Climate heat waves, the North Pole is new tropics, emaciated polar bears,

Radioactive solar flares, plastic fish, internet activist

Death manufacturers, thirst trap selfies

Broke folks looking mad wealthy, pyramid scheme sketchy they can make a

straight line seem edgy I still dream heavy

Without dreams I’m dead

Channel my inner Khaled my teams the best

This ain’t talent this is soul, big difference, this is black gold their goals

are fictitious, rappers is entertainers who play roles to trick listeners

Mind controlled by big business

Cocky talking heads with cognitive dissonance

We the voice of dissidence

They might not like us, might be scared to promote this, douse the system with

flows corrosive

Bend em out of shape like multiple sclerosis

They don’t wanna see me go full Napoleon

I’m a contradiction, anti-colonial

Anti phony gimmicks

No drums no instruments This is only lyrics

Only the real will feel this

Y’all Tap dance and get high to something else

Universal law I abide to nothing else

Don’t compare me to rappers

Your top ten lists generic facing impossible odds

Like the Mau Mau I’m fearless

Mainstream or backpack

My names rings bells from Beijing to Baghdad asthmatic still I laser beam

passed that

I’m part man part marvel

I evolved passed Darwin my heart part carbon

My thoughts reach farther than profit margins

This a movement of prophets marching

Lauryn hill at her peak, Jordan in his prime

Magnus carlsen’s mind

Nonchalantness of James Harden

I’m John starks dunk at the Madison square garden

Apollo the great, Zeus The god of thunder

My apartments should be treated like an Area 51 bunker

Biggest charisma while low key

Still An enigma to those who know me

Gorilla hulk

You divulge ya life during pillow talk

We heard about ya, all universe 21st century writer

That gun talk stale, I push weight on top of scales

Opus Dei, my soul not for sale

Catching speaking Swahili mixed with French

In a gold dashiki with miraculous African strength

Exhibit pride and joy thru the worst times

You cry babies act like you felt pain for the first time

I put myself on, you can’t black ball a warhead

I storm the set and start rapping to Portishead

Y’all typing ya life I show up instead

Y’all begging for slots I make em throw up the bread

Foreign countries state to state dolo I did that

My aura allows me to take a crystal clear

Photo in a room that’s pitch black

I’m the formula, no need to look far

That’s why always inspired and I get booked far

Street or book smart

These dumb politicians know how to look smart

Y’all ain’t wake up yet?

You figured out how this world is made up yet?

Slaving everyday for crumbs?

You ain’t upset?

Accepting next to nothing cause ya life sucks less?

In this society of success

Most of ya idols have rich investors

Either that or rich ancestors

Means they no different from you

Except maybe they living they truth

I ain’t giving u bars I’m giving you tools

They gonna milk u to death and get rid of you fools

We got the numbers on our side

But too busy surviving to fight this modern day apartheid

They keeping ya face prints in archives

And numbing all of our senses

That’s when the art dies