Blood of the Fang

[Intro: Sam Waymon] By the Christians, it is written that in the black Myrthian age There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood [Verse 1: Daveed Diggs & Sam Waymon] Drink it up Fifty years 'bout enough Time to come back (Blood, blood) They want to call the bluff Okay, then Time to come back (What up!) (Blood) Hail King Huey Do it for fluid, you knew it was movin' forever Loop it, the truth is, the movement was really too clever Who is the newest to do it, pursuing a useless, polluted agenda? Too long to get they bullshit together Fifty years 'bout enough (Blood) Patient, gave 'em a two-year grace '6-6 came, and they saw the true face Black on black on black, irate Had 'em all runnin' scared straight out the gate Skin do show you who kin; that's it, though What's inside never been too simple Syrup, he sip, 'cause he can't taste his own (Blood) Drink it up, drink it up, you belong in every milliliter of They tried to take out every military leader, but You was born to be a martyr And it doesn't mean a thing because that body really meat Fill it up, your history is one you might consider killing for This ain't the shit they taught you when you went to kindergarten What you need to know is in the (Blood) [Bridge: Daveed Diggs] Queen Angela done told y'all, "Grasp at the root" So what y'all talkin' 'bout—"Hands up, don't shoot"? [Chorus: Bongili Girls' Chorus & Daveed Diggs] Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Look back, blood on the ground Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Look straight, they still shootin' Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Jump back, still here Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Now, what that tell you 'bout death? Death ain't shit, you got to [Post-Chorus: Daveed Diggs & Sam Waymon] Drink it up, drink it up (There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Drink it up, drink it up (There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up [Verse 2: Daveed Diggs & Sam Waymon] Fist in the sky if you ready Dice a ofay like confetti, they thought you was playin' Though really the game was more trainin' There finna be (Blood) And much of it blue Time to fly, 'cause you know time fickle So cold, finna snow, swing a icicle Takin' out a police or a politician issuing a statement sayin' Turn it on a dime or get the nickel And it ain't just money, B, this ain't honey Sweet, but it's funny to think of them wantin' to speak When this pain is deep and ingrained in (Blood) Drink it up, dress it down Queen shit, wear the crown, King shit, wear the wounds New blood in the wombs Loose noose, clear the tombs, bubblegoose, suede shoes Lookin' like a who's who of the dead Come back, bust a head, run track to the red Black suit, black hair, black wings, black stare Blackout for the (Blood) (Button up, bruh) Actin' a fool was just acting You knew about adapting since dudes started tappin' And in the dark, flapping the full moon Asking if you knew the passion that grew when unmasked Because they were never seein' the basics Geronimo, Erika, Gregory With they faces in every book, record, or CD Even made the MP3s laced with (Blood) [Bridge: Daveed Diggs] Brother Malcolm done told y'all, "By any means" So what y'all talkin' 'bout—"All on the same team"? [Chorus: Bongili Girls' Chorus & Daveed Diggs] Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Look back, blood on the ground Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Look straight, they still shootin' Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Jump back, still here Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Now, what that tell you 'bout death? Death ain't shit, you got to [Post-Chorus: Daveed Diggs & Sam Waymon] Drink it up, drink it up (There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Drink it up, drink it up (There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up [Verse 3: Daveed Diggs] Everybody wanna kill a movement 'fore the moment But they cannot kill what cannot die There wasn't ever really an opponent For what they figured was only three-fifth-human And they thought they could enslave By disconnecting from the truth But look at Brother George He's back again and never did look finer Said it's time to gather up another meeting of the Ina Said that Quentin couldn't kill him and America can't either And he been sleepin' since '71 Ain't it time to feed, or at least sip a little sum'n? He up in the Cadillac with little Bobby Hutton Ridin' shotty with the shotty, swoopin' up the cousins They soo-woopin' for your blood That Bobby Seale is on the door When they regroup up at the club And Brother Eldridge is keepin' souls on ice 'Til the time was just right, now suffices Emory got the scene drawn up nice And Afeni here with Pac, yep, thug life Kathleen, "Black and Beautiful" as the motto Assata up in here sippin' a bloody café cubano With Hilliard on the seat next to her babysittin' the ralo Waitin' for Heron to say somethin' fly for them all to follow Into the night, let it swallow, eyes on the sparrow tomorrow You know the marrow is hollow and light as air And the call is out to the rest And this model of effervescence when all of it manifested They never bothered to question While calling for the arrest and murder Guess they never knew it was a test To best assess the way to move in And digest the flesh of every wicked human 'Til the best and blackest blood is back to ruling [Bridge: Daveed Diggs] Prince Stokely done told y'all, "Have no fear" So how come every time they be like, "Yawk! Yawk! Yawk!" Y'all look scared? [Chorus: Bongili Girls' Chorus & Daveed Diggs] Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Look back, blood on the ground Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Look straight, they still shootin' Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Jump back, still here Aw deeyanga, aw deeyanga Now what that tell you 'bout death? Death ain't shit, you got to [Post-Chorus: Daveed Diggs & Sam Waymon] Drink it up, drink it up (There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Drink it up, drink it up (There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Drink it up, drink it up (There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, among its people) Drink it up, drink it up