Fighting for Equality - RZA, Ghostface Killah

The serendipity, I had the epiphany

That the wicked enemy who tried to come and get rid of me

Because failed to cease the victory

Because I knew from my history that God is no mystery

They tried to forge my imagery and my identity

with the misery of brothers hangin' from a tree

But nothin' ain’t pretty in this cutthroat city

We fightin' for equality, we not fightin' for your pity

We fightin' for your right to life, the right to liberty

The right to make it on our own, you can’t take it, no, give it to me

The empty greed, jealousy and lust

Of other races and dream melanated crust

They whipped then they shackled us up, put us back in the back of the bus

Stomp us out and treat us injust

I’m in the fight for my life, money, stars and these stripes

I’m ready to go to war with a crowbar and a pipe

A shovel with a sickle, blood drizzle cause a ripple

When, a man-made miracle

For a third year instill the fear

Now, revoke the idea that

By any means necessary, use anything necessary

To get to the promiseland, send enemies to the cemetaries

We can’t take it no more, time for the lions to roar

From Mount Zion, we bustin' through the door

Bustin' through the floor, with our swords

Raised high like that in holy war

See, nothin' ain’t pretty in this cutthroat city

We fightin' for equality, we not fightin' for your pity

We fightin' for the right to life, the right to liberty

The right to make it on our own, you can’t take it, no, give it to me

Nothin' ain’t pretty in this cutthroat city

We fightin' for equality, not fightin' for your pity

We fightin' for the right to life, the right for liberty (Right for liberty)

And that’s it

Yo, that shit fire, bruh, haha, yo

Like you ain’t, man, (Yeah, yo)

Yo, I’m fightin' to fuck your bitch

Washin' money through Bitcoin, dodgin' the glitch

Two maids,, they half my age

The older one play the front door holdin' the gauge

I get money, I play with stoves like Chef Ramsey

Halloween, powder for snorters is nose candy

I had spots on the line like ten Grammys

Got arms that hit the floor like chimpanzees

The curators of profit lyin', they can’t stop it

Parkinson gun, cop shakin' before he pop it

Cutthroat City (City)

I’m out here coolin' with the code to the safe like I see Davinci

German killers in kill mode

I fly where the cream is foreign, Switzerland

Real gold (Gold), teflon steel coats (Coats)

Liam Neeson swan divin' off of big boats (Big boats), uh-huh

Big boats

And that’s it

Yo, that shit fire, bruh, haha, yo

Like you ain’t, man