Hey yo, it be quitting time Just in time fo me to Spit some rhyme Just sit in line I’m manic to panic To flip my script Till you can’t channel it or Handle it in yo mind It be dipped and ripped Right on time Nah, you be sayin What did white boy be sprayin Prayin as I’m slayin This ain’t mild maiden I’m the Red Headed Step Child Here fo the takin The fucked up forsaken Makin mistakes ‘n Plates fo the breakin But don’t be mistaken I ain’t even fakin Just displayin my sayin To weigh in my stake in To take in to break in With words that’ll shake ‘em Yeah, this twisted beat on repeat To defeat the discreet Thoughts unresisted real and deep I’m sayin fo the drinkin and thinkin I do, with a little mix of reefer too Would you believe her too? Talkin from left to right Up late at night I’m too drunk tonight To have this conversation And avoid another fight To confuse this relation Where she say I should stay in But be playin like she don’t care anyway ‘n But before you go judgin I give you a nudgin of somethin To consider before you decide I should just forget her But see I forgive her Cuz she livin a life Full of strife A woman with a kid Wantin to be a wife But all these occurrences Where I gotta give reassurances Cuz how I fucked up And how she sucked up Both of us to blame It be discouragin... lame But see I be a man A Red Headed Step Child Wild with a plan But don’t you understand The command, the demand To expand yo consciousness Beyond yo hand The consequences Of a stand To reprimand the bland Corporations givin it to you Till you can’t stand And the government Be coverin it and smotherin it You ain’t recoverin shit They keeping yo faces In places where traces That trace us and chase us An electric leashes and braces That teach us in speeches That we all fuckin leaches I’m just lookin to reach us And hope fools stop Dyin on beaches So if history teach us How they will treat us Now is the time Fo some impeaches And to add to the mad Of this rhyme long and sad Let’s talk the issue of race Oh yeah, I’m in yo face To face the disgrace Of oppression bent to replace Of every Brown face How yo mouth taste? The waste of a race A disgrace we can trace To white people and a system That twist them to think They have all the wisdom Pickin and choosin It be sick ‘n we losin Unless you guessed We undress the emperor Who oppress And ride this momentum A movement of Descension For the ascension Of people poised in oppression So yeah, y’all I got some heavy shit Weighin on my heart and mind But don’t you mind Red Headed Step Child Here just in time To release with my rhyme