Professor X - Confidentiality lyrics

As I strut that road The universe serves me good weather I come upon a tree Lurking behind it were those images Their names: envy, jealousy and spitefulness Once again they seek to overwhelm me And then... [Verse 1] You keep accusing me a thug (?) A chapter in my life I dance with on a rug I come diddy dum Alegba, a shot of rum to my ba** hum As my people run amok Now as I appear to duck Me the Over on the other side of King Tut Not common Solomon has traveled (?) Eighty to key why keep stomping (?) Chubb robbing, pink Caddy jocking Clocking your history Oversee what will be Indeed of my past I'm not pleased Of a living city in the house Brooklyn Then you draw conclusion Only to serve as the (?) Jew to making his way to an illusion Me a micro diddy Dick Tracy? Let me get raw As I lay pipe, insight of the (?) last straw Trip lock your door While you ask for more Don't know what your asking for Can't you see the character flaw? What's in store Black, back to the core Jesus Who happens to be black Rat-a-tat-tat and all that Years of the nine The weapon's crack While the n***as believe the kind of weapon's the Mac Jack be humble Jack stop faking dick Jack jumped over the candle Straight for the (?) clip for us (?) This, the thrust Unity a must In God we trust For you the (?) pauper definitely not pays me But for him to win He's too small of a diddy diddy Dick Tracy [Verse 2] I say (?) drop the starter If in league take a peek of my Kabbalah Exodus Me the guerrilla in the mist Ready to take the risk And try to hear the diss When black (?) male the casualty the list I give you inch, you take a yard and you miss And after all this You say you're horny I think you're corny When I want them, can get them The FBI's on me My brother Funkin' Lesson calls you a weenie Because of my uncompromising stance you want to see me I'm a rude boy Not a chance Don't even romance the thought While your principals are sold and bought And at the same time, many wars I fought But none like this So, Isis the kiss And on to the road to enlist Zoom, zoom, zoom! This I submit Feel the power harambee The cut fist As David's my witness To win you're just too small of a diddy Dick Tracy [Verse 3] From Bernard to Rodney King The influences at what this all means There's no (?) conflict in the eight balling Or NFL defensively jalting Or even Mike Tyson in the ring brawling But in fact the system keep stalling When justice is to be served He's got the nerve He takes us to the curb So in the year of the wreck he gets what he deserves He, the lying of Judah is what's in store And I say a prayer to those casualties of war Cause I'm fired up and I can't take no more With the five (?) samples in a core And then you come masquerading, masterbating You contemplating you the who*e Next stop check, check me the raw Coming through your mythological heaven's door You've chased me You've taste me With the isms you've raced me This time at the round for you to win You're too small of a diddy dick A diddy dick, a diddy Dick Tracy I come Alahfia Then I go (?) Touta Anadah Dada Peace, the red the black the green With a key!