01. 6ix, 6ix, 6ix
5 plus 1 – 6
4 plus 2 – six
3 plus 3 – six
6-6-6
If you have a death wish
Come to the 6ix
Better walk with your piece
Cause they shoot, they don’t miss
5 plus 1 – 6
4 plus 2 – six
3 plus 3 – six
6-6-6
If you have a death wish
Come to the 6ix
We’ll see you
On the news at six
After dark
Bullets sparking
Dogs hungry
Dogs barking
Region, Jane, Jungle
Flemington Park
I see
dead people
Walking
Still I walk in
Predator — stalking
Shhhh – be quiet
No talking
Cancer?
Coughing
Still smoking?
Stop squawking
I’m full of rage
The beast in the cage
I’m the sniper on the rooftop
Aiming at the stage
In the 6ix, we all die
At a very young age
Can’t turn the page – why?
We get minimum wage
If you walk with a limp
You’re walking strange
Make you walk with a cane
You’re wounded game
Come to the 6ix
Where bullets mame
Only the good die young
What a shame
Keep calm
You still hissing
Told you walk in silence
You didn’t listen
I did it for you, boss
Ass kissing
Your one and only son
Still missing
You wanna stay alive
No snitching
Life inside the 6ix
We bitching
Cars – stealing
Sirens – wailing
Speeding – chasing
Highway – racing
Pop, pop, pop
Killers shooting at the cops
Somebody’s killing people
At the Jane bus stop
Heard you’re wounded
And you’re bleeding
In the 6ix, when they catch you
They kill you in prison
5 plus 1 – 6
4 plus 2 – six
3 plus 3 – six
6-6-6
If you have a death wish
Come to the 6ix
Better walk with your piece
Cause they shoot, they don’t miss
5 plus 1 – 6
4 plus 2 – six
3 plus 3 – six
6-6-6
If you have a death wish
Come to the 6ix
We’ll see you
On the news at six
They caught you stealing
Drug dealing
You went and joined ’em
Because you couldn’t beat em
You get violent
For no reason
Try to shoot me
Treason
They caught you printing
Counterfeiting
You’re burning like glycerin
Your well ain’t wishing
They killed the captain
Your ship’s sinking
Quicksand
What you thinking?
Fentanyl
And cocaine
We’ll put the needle
In your veins
Make you so high
You wanna jump, jump, jump
Make you so high
You wanna jump, jump, jump
Train or airplane
We are the black rain
They whipped me with the cane
So we’re wild and untamed
We live in the 6ix
And we feel no shame
So come get your kicks
Simple, plain
Had to think quick
Had their eyes on me
Kipling station
To Kennedy
On the TTC
There’s nowhere to flee
You can’t runaway,
They trying to rush me
Two, white – one, Black
They trying to crush me
Ready to attack
I ain’t taking that
People to the back
You got my back?
They just want to kill somebody
Fight, won’t let them hurt my body
Have to fight those guys
Count em, 1,2,3
Two joined me
Now it’s 4,5,6
Three verses three
That add up to six
Not 6-5, sixty-two, 5-6
No mercy, surviving in the 6ix
5 plus 1 – 6
4 plus 2 – six
3 plus 3 – six
6-6-6
If you have a death wish
Come to the 6ix
Better walk with your piece
Cause they shoot, they don’t miss
5 plus 1 – 6
4 plus 2 – six
3 plus 3 – six
6-6-6
If you have a death wish
Come to the 6ix
We’ll see you
On the news at six
02. The Slave Trade (Prelude)
The slave auction has begun everybody
(I wanna buy some niggers!)
Simmer down y’all
This nigger here, nigger #32
We call him Nelson
(Tell us more Billy)
6 ft 2″
185 pounds of pure muscle
(That boy’s strong!)
Good teeth
Good hands and feet
(I bet he can climb trees like a damn monkey!)
(That nigger looks stronger than an ox, Billy!)
Fights like a chimpanzee
Killed three of our dogs
With his bare hands
And look here
You can see by the size
Of his ding dong
This nigger is perfect for breeding
(Looks to me like you gotta whip this nigga steady, Billy)
We beat him, brand him
Cage him, chained him up
Locked him up
Damn boy’s defiant!
Already ran away three times
(That’s a fast nigger!)
Now let’s start the bidding
(How much for the nigger?)
Only $5 – and that’s cheap!
Now who’s gonna buy this here nigga?
Daddy, please, please
Can you buy me that nigger?
03. Don't Call Me Nigger
Don’t call me nigger
White boy
Why I call you Whiteboy
Jigga
Your ancestors
Committed crimes
Now put that aside
No need to pull the trigger
Don’t call me nigger
Whiteboy
Why I call you Whiteboy
Jigga
I’m just here
Kicking rhymes
Now put that aside
No need to pull the trigger
My Black people
Why we always at war
Always fighting
Evil forces at our door
Tell me why
Tell what’s that for
Hey White boy
Hey why you call me nigger for
People ask why
Many were murdered and died
We fight injustice
No alibi
Hypocrites and racists
They evil and prejudice
Back suit, black tie
I ain’t telling no lie
Discrimination
I don’t know why
No repatriation
I don’t know why
Unemployment, poverty
I don’t know why
Police brutality
I don’t know why
Mirror mirror
On the wall
System here
To make me crawl
Kings and queens
Were standing tall
Then they came
And tore down our walls
When I reflect
I have to bawl
No rights
And dignity at all
They put us in Cages
And animal stalls
They did the crime
We took the fall
Don’t call me nigger
White boy
Why I call you Whiteboy
Jigga
Your ancestors
Committed crimes
Now put that aside
No need to pull the trigger
Don’t call me nigger
Whiteboy
Why I call you Whiteboy
Jigga
I’m just here
Kicking rhymes
Now put that aside
No need to pull the trigger
Too many black men in prison
Too much black-on-black violence
It’s a real crisis
But guess who made us violent
Refuse to stay silent
We remain defiant
We were fighting with a tyrant
We were not compliant
We were local, they were migrants
With guns that made us scatter
Now you moving like your ancestors
Damn those slave masters
Bob said wake up and live
But we will never forgive
They whipped us, chained us
Mutilated, raped us
They stole us from Africa
Sold us as a slaves
Slaughtered and tortured
We did not behave
Off with our limbs
And our balls
They castrate us
Then they fed ’em to the dogs
They threw us overboard
We were handcuffed and chained
400 years till now
We still feel the pain
They hunt us, chased us
Then they separate us
We screamed and we bawled
Nobody heard our call
I used to be in love
With the birds and the bees
With the sun and the seas
With the fruits in the trees
Oh shit
What you find
It’s only branches and leaves
What’s the matter
It’s minus six degrees
I use to be addicted
To the sound of the waves
So glad to be free
Check my ancestry
Go back to the days
What you find
What’s the matter
Oh shit
My great, great, great grandfather
Was a slave
I was the number one fan
Of the beach and the sand
I search and I scan
And I dig with my hand
What you find
Oh shit
What’s the matter
I’ve been living on captured land
I used to believe
In the people of the earth
When I use my hand
And I scan
And I dig up the dirt
What you find
Oh shit
What’s the matter
Now I see what man’s worth
We didn’t get that job
Why we steal and we rob
We eat the tail from the hog
I know you hate me
Cause I’m Black
Why they under pay us
Why people still hate us
Why they killed us
And they staked us
You don’t rate me
Cause I’m Black
Why you own that mack
Still caught in the trap
Why you still selling crack
You enslave we cause we’re Black
Don’t snitch, you don’t rat
Wipe your feet on the mat
Why you tick me
With the tac
I know you fear me
Cause I’m Black
Wanna see me trigger
Call me nigger
You can keep your cow cod
Your pig foot, your liver
I’m not a forgiver
You’re an oppressor, killer
I can still see slave ships
Mississippi River
Blood thicker
I get sicker
You were a slave whipper
Black Negro – not nigger
Blame the D.N.A
If you wanna pull the trigger
I can call you Whitey
But you don’t call me nigger
Don’t call me nigger
White boy
Why I call you white boy,
Jigga
Your ancestors
Committed crimes
Now put that aside
No need to pull the trigger
Don’t call me nigger
White boy
Why I call you white boy
Jigga
I’m just here
Kicking rhymes
Now put that aside
No need to pull the trigger
04. WROTE DOWN THESE WORDS
Can’t find a job
I Can’t pay my rent
Smoked from that pipe
I got no money left
I need a facial
My face has dents
I can’t take a vacation
I’m in debt
Credit card declined
My pockets tight
They cut my hydro
I use candlelight
Life ain’t fair
My life I fear
To this life I say
Goodbye, take care
Addicted I can’t stop
13 on the clock
Luck is part of skill
Skill is part of luck
Simon says stop
Simon say go
Simon says touch you nose
Now touch touch your toe
The system hates me
Policeman – taze me
This anti-depression
Medication bakes me
You might find
What I have the say absurd
Some rappers freestyle
I wrote down these words
Yeah, play that funky music
Whiteboy
Please don’t call me nigger
Whiteboy
It won’t take long
The story goes on
Our radio dee jays
Don’t play our songs
Here for a good time
Can’t turn back time
I spiked the ball
Didn’t cross the goal line
Where’s my sun glasses
People out to blind me
Enemies behind me
They’re not supposed to find me
My ozzie weighs a ton
Don’t have to go there
Hip-hop can have love songs
Lasts through the whole year
Jamaica, Trinidad-Tobago
Sugarcane, mango
When I see the cotton fields
I free slaves like Jango
Only had one shot
What a shame
I forgot my lines, dropped the mic
And got booed off stage
You might find
What I have the say absurd
Some rappers freestyle
I wrote down these words
It’s a little frightening
Our neighbours filled with hate
Donald Trump the dictator
’25 to 28
51st state?
To make America great
Yeah, they went to the polls
And then they took the bait
Still no food on their plate
No cheques, or checkmate
Try to rape my estate
He’s 400 years late
Executive orders in wait
Dictators, dictate
Team America
Oh they wish they had Drake
When the head leaves the snake
You’ll crash, burn and quake
Puppet master puppeteering
With vengeance and hate
When aircraft’s collide
He blaming D.E.I
USA infected
By racism and lies
Pierre playing yo-yo
We say adios, bro
Pierre politics and life
That’s how things go
You might find
What I have the say absurd
Some rappers freestyle
I wrote down these words
Humpty Dumpty
Sat on a wall
The rushed Humpty Dumpty
Robbed him, made him fall
The kings with the crowns
They worked till sundown
He used to be a square
Now they made him round
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
If I holla, will you let me go
I’m the wolf in sheep’s clothing
Not from this town
Gonna, gonna puff
Gonna blow your house down
Little Red Riding Hood
She hooked up with Jack
No coat, shoes or hat
He stood while she sat
But Jack was too nimble
And Jack came too quick
She slashed Jack in the head
CCM hockey stick
Someone’s been sleeping
In my bed
And if I find them
I won’t remind them
They’re dead
You might find
What I have the say absurd
Some rappers freestyle
I wrote down these words
05. EVERYBODY HAS A GUN
He lives in 6ix
Outskirts of T.O.
Almost everybody there
Have a gun that he know
Jane, Region Park
Jungle, Scarborough
B-Town, Sauga
Flemo, Etobicoke
Long time ago
Fought fist-to-fist
Now he shoot and don’t miss
Keeps it shiny and crisp
He’s got a hit-list
The plot takes a twist
He’s chillin’ with his homie
Thought that was his nigga
Argument got bigger
Somebody pull the trigger
Now he’s a real gangsta
A stone-cold killer
He’s wanted, he’s hunted
Every single moment
He’s wicked and he torture
Remember – he fought ya
New guns, he bought you
Shoot straight – he taught you
Informer, he caught you
Run fast – you ought to
You thought you heard thunder
But you’re six-feet under
Get flat
Murderer he’s a murderer
Everybody get flat
He’s after you
He’s gonna murder ya
Get flat
Murder he’s a murderer
Everybody get flat
He’ll murder you
He’ll murder her
Run, run, run
Everybody’s got a gun
If you need protection
You can come and buy one
Run, run, run
Everybody’s got their gun
Fort Erie border
All the way to Eglinton
Run, run, run
Everybody’s got a gun
If you need protection
You can come and buy one
Run, run, run
Everybody’s got their gun
USA border
All the way to Flemingdon
It ain’t him, it’s his guns
That do the killing
He’ll take your life
His guns willing
Bullets wizzing
Once he got that
Murdering feeling
No going back, no healing
Walk with his guns
Selling those guns
Printing those guns
On the news with those guns
Playing, slaying with those guns
Some of them stun
Virgin Mother Mary told him
He’s the son of a gun
Guns in Rexdale
Guns in Flemo City
Region, Palmer Court
Finger-triggers itchy
Anxious, twitchy
Hungry, thirsty, greedy
Life dark and seedy
Eyes red and weedy
Hey don’t tell him
What his gun can and cannot do
Remember he asked you before
Who the fuck are you
He said please don’t tell me
Who the fuck I am
Old rich folks he scams
He’s evil, he’s damned
Get flat
Murderer he’s a murderer
Everybody get flat
He’s after you
He’s gonna murder ya
Get flat
Murder he’s a murderer
Everybody get flat
He’ll murder you
He’ll murder her
Fee, Fie, Foe, Fum
I smell the blood
Of a Jamaican gunman
Fee, Fie, Foe, Fum
I smell the blood
Of a Toronto gunman
Counterfeit billin’
I put the ink in
I ain’t playing
You ain’t linking
I need that money
Pockets shrinking
If they could only see
What I’m thinking
Spray the bathroom
Your shit’s stinking
I smoked all your weed
So now I’m drinking
No diamonds sparkling,
Twinkling
No running, no hiding
I’m hustling and grinding
If I do the crime
I put the time in
I use perfect timing
Rhyming when I’m criming
I’m looking in the mirror
Disguised in all black
Going on a mission
I might not come back
New jacket on my back
Weed in my backpack
Don’t snitch or rat
Just a phone and a mack
I’m the old pot
Called the new kettle black
3D gun printer
She’s sitting on my lap
Who robbed that bank
With a just baseball bat
Yeah, no disguise
Just a Blue Jays cap
Better watch your back
Look over your shoulder
You better have those guns
Same ones that I sold you
I’m coming, I told you
You’re bold but I’ll fold you
You’re running, I’ll catch you
Snatch you and mash you
You’re trying to snake me
I heard you hate me
You underestimate me
You can run, you can hide
You can trace me
But I’m ill and I’m crazy
You can’t take me
Or try intimidate me
You can’t erase me
My guns haven’t seen you lately
You’re just a baby
My guns fastey
One day soon, maybe
You’re gonna have to face me
Get flat
Murderer he’s a murderer
Everybody get flat
He’s after you
He’s gonna murder ya
Get flat
Murder he’s a murderer
Everybody get flat
He’ll murder you
He’ll murder her
Run, run, run
Everybody’s got a gun
If you need protection
You can come and buy one
Run, run, run
Everybody’s got their gun
Fort Erie border
All the way to Eglinton
Run, run, run
Everybody’s got a gun
If you need protection
You can come and buy one
Run, run, run
Everybody’s got their gun
USA border
All the way to Flemingdon
Flemo City
06. BLACKMAN
Our world now has
A new super hero
But nobody seems to
Know much about him
Who’s super-cool
Like Superman
He’s not Aqua-man
He’s not Spiderman
He’s not Batman,
X-men, Ironman
Who is this guy
He’s in command
Wanna know my name?
I’m in command
They call me
The Blackman
This story won’t take long
Black Super-hero so strong
They wanna test
I let ’em come
Guess they’re dumb
Diddi dumb, dumb, dumb
Locked in a cell
No key
Use chains
They throw me in the sea
But like aqua-man
I’m the sea and sand
Invincible
Is what I am
Stormy weather
I float like feather
I help Black people
Get it together
Superhero
Here to stay
Protect Black people
Don’t work for pay
I can’t get old
Fists made of gold
Brothers killing brothers
Not when I’m on patrol
Don’t need a mask
Or a cape
Only lives I take
Those who murder and rape
I can turn back time
Daytime, night time
Fight crime
Not superman
Or Super Rhyme
Super-hero, since ’79
There’s no need for alarm
What about Kryptonite
Think that’ll work?
No harm
I take White money
Turn to Black money
You see dark skies
I make them sunny
Like a Jeanie
I make your
Wish come true
Want your grey skies blue
I appear, disappear
I give ’em fear
Stop!
You ain’t going nowhere
I will be the good
Beat the bad
Killers get mad
I got their body bags
Shoot
I feel no pain
Like John Wayne
No blood stain
I don’t need a gun
I got a super-brain
Use lightening sun
To give ’em pain
Not for the fortune
Not the fame
Not for the flowers
Or the name
Like vampires
I’m so thirsty
I fight Pagans
No mercy
I save Black people
The wicked scram
Invincible Blackman
That’s what I am
Who’s super-cool
Like Superman
He’s not Aqua-man
He’s not Spiderman
He’s not Batman,
X-men, Ironman
He’s in command
Wanna know my name
I’m in command
They call me
the Blackman