Yea... Yea... Ay yo The things I've seen in life will make you choke by Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened eyes Provoking my demise, I'll leave your broken inside Like the feeling of 50 million people hoping die And niggaz why my heart is filled of hatred an anger Cause some bitch my first born son with a coat hanger I strangled out the until my soul was empty was cold and worthless, so I thought that it could never be sold My mother told me that placing my faith in God was the But then I God cause he gave my mother cancer Killing us slow the Feds did to the Blank Panthers The of genocide is like a Pagan religion Carefully hidden, into the holidays of a Christian I had a vision of 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 "Che Guevara" my soliloquies speak to a gun Paint in slow motion like trees reach for the sun Nigga the preaching is done I don't got a DJ Like Reverond Run, I curse the life of any man who Benevolent ones, I never asked to be the But I was chosen to speak the of every African slave in the ocean, stolen by America Tortured, buried, and frozen out of the history books Your children are holding, internally bleeding, blooded Stripped of emotion, I go through the motions, but no Life in my eyes, like I'm hooked up to a respirator Waiting to die, hooked up to the fucking Waiting to fry, an electrocution currently used In my execution, thoughts at the speed of light confusion, I'm loosing my sight, breathing is tight The is white, I made my peace with the Lord and now I on his right..
Death is a another 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 are my last words, I'm having difficultly breathing Dying on the inside, internally Angel of death dragging me away I'm sleeping Watching my world crumble in front of me, searching for