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