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Yea... Yea... |
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Ay yoThe things |
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I've seen in life will make you choke by suprise |
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Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes |
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Provoking my demise, |
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I'll leave your spirit broken inside |
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Like the feeling of 50 million people hoping you'll die |
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And niggaz wonder why my heart is full of hatred an anger |
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Cause some bitch killed my first born son with a coat hanger |
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I strangled out the pain until my soul was empty was cold |
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Crippled and worthless, so |
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I thought that it could never be sold |
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My mother told me that placing my faith in |
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God was the answer |
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But then I hated |
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God cause he gave my mother cancer |
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Killing her slow like the |
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Feds did to the |
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Blank Panthers |
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The genesis of genocide is like a |
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Pagan religion |
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Carefully hidden, woven into the holidays of a |
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ChristainI had a vision of nuclear holocaust on top of me |
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And this is prophecy, the words that |
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I speak from my lungs |
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The severed head of |
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John the Baptist speaking in tongues |
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Like Che Guevara my soliloquies speak to a gun |
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Pain in slow motion like trees that reach for the sun |
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Nigga the preaching is done cause |
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I don't got a |
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DJLike Reverend |
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Run, I curse the life of any man who kills |
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Benevolent ones, |
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I never asked to be the messenger |
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But I was chosen to speak the words of every |
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African slave |
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Dumped in the ocean, stolen by |
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AmericaTortured, buried, and frozen written out of the history books |
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Your children are holding, internally bleeding, cold blooded |
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Stripped of emotion, |
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I go through the motions, but there's no |
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Life in my eyes, it's like |
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I'm hooked up to a respirator |
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Waiting to die, hooked up to the fucking chair |
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Waiting to fry, sooth in electrocution currently used |
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In my execution, producing thoughts at the speed of light |
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Burning confusion, |
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I'm loosing my sight, breathing is tight |
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The evening is white, |
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I made my peace with the |
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Lord and now |
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IStand on his right.[Hook] |
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Death is a another part of life.. |
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These are my last words, |
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I'm having difficultly breathing |
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Dying on the inside, internally bleeding |
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Angel of death dragging me away while |
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I'm sleeping |
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Watching my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning |