Open Letter (Freestyle)

Action Chip told me finish that cheese first boy

Okay!

Turn up my guitar

Ladies and gentlemen

First hip-hop guitarist

Oh yall gonna learn

Goddamn

I found my balance again

Wyclef the general, turn up

Hip-hop guitarist, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

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If Tenor Saw was here he'd say

Ticky ticky tock on my golden hen

She layin next to this gentlemen

Sometimes Glock 9, sometimes mac-10

Turn me up

Whenever she lay, she sing a sweet song

Coot coot coot, coot lay low

Hey, it's time to teach 'em bro

Hey, they got to learn bro

Real talk Jay, I was with Bill Clinton

On a Air Force One headed down to my island

I'm the one they boarded when they wanted to keep the peace

United nations know the gangs would listen to me

Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie brought them out to Haiti

This is before the earthquake's on your TV's

Used to go to DC, see Nancy Pelosi

I spoke in front of congress fighting for my country

But once I decided that I'mma run for president

My whole life changed in a split second

Now I understand the hidden outlaw on the dollar

They never let a nigga that had a power

In the final hour I'm with Wolf Blitzer on CNN

Then felt my constitution got twisted with Sean's penn

Even my bandmate said I wasn't fit

But I can see the future, Nostradamus

They took me out the race said I had no resident

But I'm so powerful I made my man the president

Lost 20 mill when I decided to run

But I'mma make it all back with my next album

Who God bless man no man can curse

How worse can it get, man I used to eat dirt...

Hip-hop guitarist

Hip-hop guitarist, stay on my Jimi Hendrix

Yall gon learn

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In the hood they used to call me

The baddest with a Venezuelan flow, Hugo Chavez

Everything I say know gotta make sense

Cause I be gone with the wind

Now I understand the mathematics of the one

When they say there's nothing new under the sun

Ain't no illuminati here they just tryna scare you here

Cause if we ever join forces we be nuclear

I made the labels rich now it's time to build an empire

Then I'mma retire cause even the Pope gets tired

They call me general, canons hit your walls

Two kings can't reign, one gotta fall

And that's Rom for you, that's streets for you

Everybody got a set of goons ready to get you

And them same goons that's ready to kill for you

Twelve disciples, somebody Judas

Somebody snitching, giving information

Then it's immigration, then it's deportation back on a island

This is more then a run on sentence

My raps are true life events

The general man I'm back with the info

Did you know a haitian was the founder of Chicago?

Jean Baptiste if you wanna Google search up a haitian on the map

All y'all do is Google earth

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From Haiti landed on Flatbush

From Flatbush walk to New Jersey

New Jerusalem, I'm talkin brick city

Not many like me in the semi treaty

From movin brick in the Brick City

Brick City and the brick city

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Haitians

April Showers, go

All hands on deck, refugee republic

I stay on my Jimi Hendrix