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