Yea... Yea... Ay yo The things I've seen in will make you choke by suprise Like an fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes Provoking my demise, I'll your spirit broken inside Like the feeling of 50 million people hoping die And wonder why my heart is filled of hatred an anger Cause some bitch killed my first born son a coat hanger I strangled out the pain until my soul was was cold Crippled and worthless, so I thought that it could be sold My told me that placing my faith in God was the answer But then I hated God he gave my mother cancer Killing us like the Feds did to the Blank Panthers The genesis of genocide is a Pagan religion Carefully hidden, into the holidays of a Christian I had a vision of holocaust 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 motion like trees that reach for the sun Nigga the preaching is done cause I got a DJ Like Reverond Run, I the life of any man who kills ones, I never asked to be the messenger But I was chosen to 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 of emotion, I go through the motions, but there's no Life in my eyes, it's like I'm hooked up to a Waiting to die, hooked up to the fucking Waiting to fry, sooth an electrocution used In my execution, thoughts at the speed of light Burning confusion, I'm loosing my sight, is tight The evening is white, I my peace with the Lord and now I on his right..
Death is a part of life.. These are my last words, I'm having difficultly Dying on the inside, bleeding Angel of death me away while I'm sleeping Watching my crumble in front of me, searching for meaning are my last words, I'm having difficultly breathing Dying on the inside, bleeding Angel of dragging me away while I'm sleeping my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning