Atmosphere: How i won the war

The first time they came to get me for their warThey were easy to play I acted dumb and grinnedContrary to what we might assume everybody loves a dummyCause you aint gotta squint when the lights are dimThey read their papers out loud to meI smiled and nodded my head up and down careful not to make a soundThey told me when and where im supposed to arriveNever gave a second thought to whether or not I would obligeI imaged the look on their face as they lookedAt their face of their clocks, tapping their foot as they waitHow long would it take to realizeI must have skated or got lost on the way before they called it a dayFuck that, im on the other side of the cityIn a bed breathing heavy with my favourite bettyAnd Ill be damned if im gonna catch a slug for youSo I changed my name to slug so that yall would never catch meThe second time they found me they wanted to drown meYes man doesnt like being made into miceStarted running their shmeal about love and dedicationHow I should feel, as if I owe their nation my lifelook boy they say, dont you love your freedom?I told them freedom is a road seldom travelled by the multitudesAnd I said they were suckers, as I pulled out my messAnd started jerking off right there on top of their deskPicture this, me standing their digging my fistLike, what what what? Bought to bust on a nut on their listThey cursed and gave me an informal dispersalBut im like sir wont you let me get my rocks off first yo?Its weird how acting like a hype is like being a hypeIts just a thin line that separates the twoAnd now my mind likes to walk both sides of the stripeIf only I could manifest my fate for the way I doThe third time they came was a charmAnd I was tired and tried barely hanging from this yarnThe last two times I lost my path and my mindWhat the hell I might as well as loose the farmTake me, make me, train me, break meteach me to hold my anger like a ladyShow me the right way to save these babiesThrow me into this world that hates meHere I am in a land that dont feel foreignFollowing a plan, trying to find my portionStill lost and still fondling my foreskinMake me into a man but I still feel like an orphanBut I learned how to stand behind a purposeThe world is a circus and im a soldier guarding the tentWeapon in hand, I represent and defend my hip hop nation until the endI pledge allegiance to the flag of the hip hop cultures four elementsAnd to the originality in which it stands the Zulu nation under godPeace love unity and justice for all (x7)