Yea... Yea... Ay yo The things I've seen in life will you choke by suprise Like an aborted in a jar that opened it's eyes my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken inside Like the feeling of 50 million hoping you'd die And niggaz wonder why my heart is filled of hatred an Cause some bitch killed my born son with a coat hanger I strangled out the pain my soul was empty was cold Crippled and worthless, so I thought that it could never be My mother told me that my faith in God was the answer But then I hated God cause he gave my cancer Killing us slow the Feds did to the Blank Panthers The genesis of genocide is a Pagan religion hidden, woven into the holidays of a Christian I had a of nuclear holocaust on top of me And this is prophecy, the words that I speak from my The head of John the Baptist speaking in tongues Like "Che Guevara" my soliloquies to a gun Paint in slow like trees that reach for the sun Nigga the is done cause I don't got a DJ Like Run, I curse the life of any man who kills ones, I never asked to be the messenger But I was to speak the words of every African slave in the ocean, stolen by America Tortured, buried, and frozen written out of the history 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 to die, hooked up to the fucking chair Waiting to fry, sooth an electrocution currently In my execution, thoughts at the speed of light Burning confusion, I'm 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 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 of me, searching for meaning These are my last words, I'm having breathing Dying on the inside, internally Angel of death dragging me while I'm sleeping my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning