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FootClan Mantra
01:46
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at the FootClan hideout the blinds be venetian
and treats be tahitian
disrespect Why Records it's considered treason
elmer's velcro man, who else got this cohesion
like well seasoned seamen
i'll say it again my nigga if it need repeatin'
cop lives don't matter
and glass jaws don't clench under pressure they shatter
beat ya down to the gray matter
with a swing of John Henry's hammer
dust to dust, ashes to the wind watch that shit scatter
at the bottom cheap thrills kill and fill gills with swill
while god cuttin' sweet deals atop steep hills
since a shorty had a predilection for introspection
Dirty D praying to full moons and waxin' crescents
no growth to be expected if ya circle full of yes men
our team shine bright like bioluminescence
hopin' that you ask yourself all the right questions
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Itto Ogami
02:26
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soul all black like Ayam Cemani
protect my seeds with no mercy call me Itto Ogami
cut off the heads of 131 lords
Chi-Town to my core
afro picks litter my streets
essential oils on the concrete
to that i say ase
Nausicaa ohms be trucks on the highway
my love be agape
navigate through pockets of hate
from brown stones to trap basements
your ability is nascent
Davis be God adjacent
been here for eons Lucifer's name lost in translation
John Henry's ebony hammer to your Joycean ivory towers
thru folklore maneuvers i commune with my ancestors
then leave ya wetter than when the pastor blessed ya
scoop ya in a hooptie with the boot on it, nigga fuck a tesla
tell me who next ta
dwell inside the crevice of this concrete jungle
from the darkness and shit we grow the FootClan is fungal
for our freedom we never fold
once obtained we spread that knowledge across the globe on evangelist toes
FootClan hold the flames from Prometheus to Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego
cursed souls cold like Wendigos
dodging reflections battling vanity
toxic individuality
OG like Adrianna Furs and Peter Francis Geraci
swaddle my torso in a studded Pelle or the butter navy Avy
my maw spews graffiti street calligraphy
wisdom pulled from my gums bloody
ain't have money or the care for anesthetics
said no to the novacane
nostalgia gross, this a eulogy to my antiquity
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Gobbledygook
02:14
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a disease landed in Plymouth hellbent to spread blight
walkin' upright
bipedal parasite
stole the land and claimed squatters rights
steady aim shaky hands can't halt this plight
iffy peace war-plagued like spoilt peaches
waves crashin' onto dirty beaches
preachin'
how deep is your compassion?
strong as steel Damascus?
smashin' these castle walls built of misery
Smaug hordin' riches meant for we
creepin' in quietly
make noise subtle like dishes shiftin' in the sink
they keep them furs in the cooler, ice cold minks
overdue necessities dispersed to the people when you overthrow tyranny
powers that be got it comin' to them like Judith to Holofernes
weathered my trials, tribulations like Job and Candide
indeed we plant seeds intent on sowin' good deeds
white conspiracy theory is often black reality
powered by ancient energy a Baghdad battery
won't make it to far in this game with just flattery
hair grows nappy happily
granny pushin' Caddies like angry golfers
chip the birdie
stern talkin' never flirthy
just tryna see 30
hopin' that the pork don't murder me
they army terra-cotta
shadows be silhouettes by Kara Walker
the Eastside Marauder never falters
oaths made in blood precede tithes brought to me alter
can't study my spellbooks
high wizardry to the layman just gobbledygook
manifestin' growth and prosperity by hook or by crook
cause half the shit they deem righteous'll leave you shook
play you for a schnook
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Nigga Hephaestus
01:26
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closed lips in the morning never speak on my dreams
tears drip from the yearning, a steady flow into streams
tumultuous waves my mind coasting
this myriad of emotions
paddling with purpose through this vast and deep ocean of
memories haunted by ghost of my past
can't stand fair-weather fucks no sunny days on this forecast
cut homies off en masse
for the deadlock impasse
right hand poisoned by hate, chop it off with the chainsaw like Ash
well-rounded eagle scout no more room for badges on the sash
leave you sly cats face mashed
yellin' sufferin' succotash
if you don't unlock the safe stash
livin' in hell
continue to endure this fallout
for the chance to ballout
in the mirror mask replica trout
FootClan 10 toes down you niggas got gout
still smack you in the mouth for chasin' all that clout
my quill made with phoenix feather and dipped in golden nectar
cold in the fall and the summer ain't much better
used to rock sweaters with the patches pleather
this dynamism red lights burn my retinas
god level wordsmith this nigga Hephaestus
send you them shots tetanus
and leave your restless for talkin' all that reckless
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