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, I'll leave your spirit inside Like the feeling of 50 million people you'd die And niggaz wonder why my heart is of hatred an anger Cause some killed my first born son with a coat hanger I strangled out the pain until my soul was was cold Crippled and worthless, so I thought it could never be sold My told me that placing my faith in God was the answer But then I hated God cause he my mother cancer Killing us slow like the Feds did to the Panthers The genesis of is like a Pagan religion Carefully hidden, woven into the holidays of a I had a vision of nuclear on top of me And is prophecy, the words that I speak from my lungs The severed head of John the Baptist in tongues Like "Che Guevara" my soliloquies to a gun Paint in slow motion like trees that for the sun Nigga the preaching is done cause I got a DJ Like Reverond Run, I curse the of any man who kills ones, I never asked to be the messenger But I was chosen to speak the words of every slave in the ocean, stolen by America Tortured, buried, and written out of the history books Your children are holding, bleeding, cold blooded Stripped of emotion, I go through the motions, but no Life in my eyes, it's like I'm up to a respirator Waiting to die, hooked up to the chair Waiting to fry, sooth an electrocution used In my execution, thoughts at the speed of light confusion, I'm loosing my sight, breathing is tight The evening is white, I made my peace the Lord and now I on his right..
Death is a another of life.. are my last words, I'm having difficultly breathing Dying on the inside, internally Angel of death dragging me away while I'm Watching my world crumble in of me, searching for meaning These are my last words, I'm having breathing Dying on the inside, bleeding Angel of death dragging me while I'm sleeping Watching my world crumble in front of me, for meaning