(also known as the Book of the Dead(sic))

yeah, they call me black, chocolate, fudgey;
as a youngin so pudgy EA Wallis couldn't Budge me;
but judge me -- by my age, by whatever, you get played out;
i'll have ya monkey ass on a stone slab, laid out;
to go the old school route, y'all people ain't ready;
style go back to the days of Ta-Seti;
Bo! this goes out to all my sisters and bros;
and can't forget my cousins Menkare an' Thuthmose;
you knows, we got flows, like the barley in the grain sto's;
all these suckers cain't see me w/ they 3rd, they brains closed;
tutankamun reins, hoes, none a y'all could do it;
they schooled me as a youngin: set ya goal an step to it;
this pharoah shit is fluid, in motion an changin;
once a brother get the crown people aroun me get strange an;
comin outta pocket hatchin plots and what not;
shit, its like they forgot about maat;
but i won't... and neither will the priests, cuz we can't;
its my responsibility for bein THE man;
AND the one and only son of Ausar and Auset;
the heir, Heru, son, comin at Tut's neck is a lost bet;



peace & blessings,

x.

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** i move away from the mic to breathe in