Lyrics:

[Verse 1]

Seems like since we got a black president

Black people stopped questioning the government

And that ain't no diss to Barack either

So motherfucker you can miss me with that other shit

I'm good for life, I don't really need another hit

You wanna bury me? You better get to shovelling

You better make it deep enough where no one will recover me

I'm Boby Fucking Ray, I'm a modern day anomale

Last year I did a show on a continent

In a country with a struggling economy

Who the hell you think paid for it all?

It sure ain't rocket science and it sure ain't trigonometry

Drug money, drug money, drug money, drug money

Blood money, blood money, blood money, blood money

For God's sake there's an all-seeing eye

On the back of the dollar, We can't even trust money

You need to understand who you're dealing with

These are like modern day villains

These the type of people that'll kill a whole village

Build a fuckin' building, and say it's just business

Who you think gave you religion

'Land of the free' who you think built it?

And don't ever let 'em tell you any different

'Cause we know who did it if I ever come up missing

[Hook]

I'm Missin', I'm Missin', I'm Missin'

10 strands of my DNA is missin'

Cuban Linx on my neck as they glisten

Listen up motherfucker, pay attention

It's a new world order that we live in

Lies on the lips of every politician

Man at night I pray to god for forgiveness

I just wonder if the big homie still listenin'

Still listenin'

I wonder if the big homie still listenin'

Still listenin'

I wonder if the big homie still listenin'

[Verse 2]

I don't need a hood, but for hook's sake

If I had a hook, I'd make the hood say

Be a good slave, be a good slave

(Be a good slave, be a good slave)

Everybody in my hood brave

Everybody in my hood slang

Every street got a freak

And they give her all the wood that she could take

I'm fresher than a FEMA coffin (get it?)

I'm fresher than a FEMA coffin

I'm willing to die for mine

But you the type of nigga

You call the police department

If you could look in someone's eyes

And be yourself and speak the thoughts that's on your mind

You ain't got no reason to live

You on the sidleine

You just a motherfuckin' slave

They got your mind tied

[Hook]

It's Missin', It's Missin', It's Missin'

10 strands of my DNA is missin'

I'm so high I can't even feel feelings

Listen up motherfucker, pay attention

It's a new world order that we live in

Lies on the lips of every politician

Man, at night I pray to god for forgiveness

I just wonder if the big homie still listenin'

Still listenin'

I wonder if the big homie still listenin'

Still listenin'

I wonder if the big homie still listenin'

[Verse 3]

I know I appear to be quite severe

The unopened mind would consider me weird

That's just how the Matrix has been engineered

Now lend me your ear, lend me your ear

Not to strike fear, more like Paul Revere

Not talkin' down on nobody at all

I've just got some shit that I think you should hear

I ain't actin' like I got all these facts and shit

But if you callin' me a liar

Look up in the sky, look up in the sky

You can see it happenin'

I'm not an activist

Just a young black nigga with a half a sense

'Cause this ain't your knowledge that they hiding from us

And I think it's time to take it back again

[Outro]

It's Missin', It's Missin', It's Missin'

10 strands of my DNA is missin'

Cuban Linx on my neck as they glisten

Listen up motherfucker, pay attention

It's a new world order that we live in

You think it's over, but it's only the beginning

Lies on the lips of every politician

Last night I prayed to god for forgiveness

I know they listenin'

I know they listenin'

I know they got my phone tapped and they listenin'

Louis V's on my bag and the Feds wanna know

What's in the suitcase, Pulp Fiction

Am I the realest? Am I the realest?

'Cause I don't only talk about it, and I live it

But they don't want anyone to find out the truth

And if i'm right, I'mma wind up...