The Vintage Chop-up...

here... the bread was broken

then prime jewels spoken

they came in the form of pearls & nuggets

the stuff that anchors dynasties...

I'm talking Black Wall Street and Rosewood

a vintage chop-up hailed by the masses

African Americans socializing in their rightful classes

back then life was good, 

and living was better

whole townships were caked wit' the cheddar

the haters couldn't fathom us

had to get at us...

'cause we circulated the dollar amongst our own

guess you could call it homegrown

see, they swiped at our trunks,

but couldn't take us out

'cause our roots ran deep and the blood had clout

so we' coming back like we never left

lettin' crabs out the barrel

puttin' the smash on Willie's lynch

for real... this things a cinch

I mean, look at the flick

do tell... I'd say we're built for this shit

it runs through our veins

like royal life fluid

we kind'a like them cats at nike

we just do it...