Yea... Yea... Ay yo The things I've seen in life will make you by suprise Like an aborted fetus in a jar that it's eyes Provoking my demise, I'll leave spirit broken inside Like the feeling of 50 people hoping you'd 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 until my soul was empty was cold and worthless, so I thought that it could never be sold My mother told me placing my faith in God was the answer But then I God cause he gave my mother cancer Killing us slow 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 of nuclear holocaust on top of me And this is prophecy, the words that I speak my lungs The severed head of John the 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 curse the of any man who kills Benevolent ones, I never asked to be the But I was chosen to speak the of every African slave in the ocean, stolen by America Tortured, buried, and frozen written out of the history Your children are holding, internally bleeding, cold Stripped of emotion, I go the motions, but there's no Life in my eyes, it's like I'm up to a respirator Waiting to die, up to the fucking chair Waiting to fry, sooth an electrocution used In my execution, producing thoughts at the speed of confusion, I'm loosing 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 difficultly on the inside, internally bleeding Angel of death dragging me while I'm sleeping Watching my world in front of me, searching for meaning These are my words, I'm having difficultly breathing Dying on the inside, internally Angel of death me away while I'm sleeping Watching my world crumble in front of me, for meaning