Fear of An Educated *****(F.A.E.N.)
By: The Stryker
I'm America's fear realized: A ***** with an education.
I come in with a book, and see America's hesitation
to make their next action after they've seen a revelation.
A revelation being I have options other than the police station.
I'm gang affiliated, and known for droppin' a buster.
But I'm aware that when it comes to Lady Liberty, I just can't trust 'er.
Because under that gown, she has a d**k waiting to ******** me.
To pump me full of bullshit so she can tuck me
in a cold bed at the state penetentary.
A place some niggas never got educated past elementary.
So what the ******** is up? Am I to play America's game?
To fight for a cause that'll burden me with America's shame?
Uncle Sam's no kin to me, that's what my heart
told me.Just a slick talkin' hick in stripes trying to do me like Toby.
But they can't fold me, cuz I don't fall for the expected role
of the young Black male adding to the increasing death toll.
I played their game for a minute, then paused to check my surroundings.
And saw that the hood is a ***** trap like Cube said, and that's astounding.
[Hook]
Fear of an educated *****, I wont be slain
so let it rain as you deliver your hateful pain.
But I'll gain strength and rise up, simple and plain.
And return with more power surging through my veins.
Doctor King tried gaining respect without stepping on toes,
only to be ridiculed and killed a bullet blow.
But Stryker's no pacifist, and quick to use an angry fist
to drop any ******** who got me on their hit list.
I'm an educated *****, so I see the games America plays
to delay equality, to the minority's dismay.
So I can't be responsible if the next action I display
will have you running for safety like you're running a relay.
We can't hold hands together and sing "Hakuna Matata,"
when the One-time's beatin' Rodney like a ********' pinata.
So my next option is to retaliate on my aggressors.
Match 'em blow for blow, and shot for shot 'til their brain's processors
realize I'm no chump. And ready to die for my cause.
A cause where I'm fighting to get my niggas off pause
so they understand that we're playing into America's plan.
Cuz that plan that goes
beyond what you think is "the man."
[Hook]
Fear of an educated *****, I wont be slain
so let it rain as you deliver your hateful pain.
But I'll gain strength and rise up, simple and plain.
And return with more power surging through my veins.
Uneducated niggas hate on niggas with brains,
cuz they feel inferior because all they got is a chain.
Seek knowledge, and hood niggas wanna label you soft.
Say you're White-washed, and taunt you to make you go off.
But them ******** aint goin' no where soon, and they know-this-s**t,
and it sends them in a rage the more they
notice it.
Dudes wanna play dumb like they don't acknowledge it,
so when it comes to uplifting, they abolish it.
So opposition on both sides: America and your community.
To try robbing you of any chance of a good opportunity.
No matter how much you climb, they tryin' to cut ya rope
and replace that slot with a bag of dope.
But nope! Stand in my way, and I'm pullin' the gauge
at a speed where I leave an after-image like Johnny Cage.
With it being hard to distinguish friend from foe,
I just might flip the ******** out like my name was
Cho.
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