Yea... Yea... Ay yo The things I've seen in life make you choke by suprise Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened eyes Provoking my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken 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 with a coat I out the pain until my soul was empty was cold and worthless, so I thought that it could never be sold 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 like the Feds did to the Panthers The genesis of is like a Pagan religion Carefully hidden, woven the holidays of a Christian I had a of nuclear holocaust on top of me And is prophecy, the words 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 slow like trees that reach for the sun the preaching is done cause I don't got a DJ Like Run, I curse the life of any man who kills Benevolent ones, I never asked to be the But I was chosen to speak the of every African slave Dumped in the ocean, by America Tortured, buried, and frozen written out of the books Your children are holding, internally bleeding, cold Stripped of emotion, I go through the motions, but no in my eyes, it's like 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 speed of Burning confusion, I'm loosing my sight, breathing is The evening is white, I 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 on the inside, internally bleeding Angel of death dragging me while I'm sleeping my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning These are my last words, I'm difficultly breathing on the inside, internally bleeding Angel of death me away while I'm sleeping Watching my world crumble in front of me, searching for