Yea... Yea... Ay yo The things I've seen in life will make you choke by Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's Provoking my demise, I'll leave spirit broken inside Like the feeling of 50 million people you'd die And niggaz wonder why my heart is filled of 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 that it could never be My mother told me placing my faith in God was the answer But then I God cause he gave my mother cancer us slow like the Feds did to the Blank Panthers The genesis of genocide is like a Pagan Carefully hidden, woven into the holidays of a I had a vision of nuclear on top of me And this is prophecy, the that I speak from my lungs The severed of John the Baptist speaking in tongues Like "Che Guevara" my speak to a gun in slow motion like trees that reach for the sun Nigga the preaching is done I don't got a DJ Reverond Run, I curse the life of any man who kills Benevolent ones, I never to be the messenger 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 history Your children are holding, internally bleeding, blooded Stripped of emotion, I go the motions, but there's no in my eyes, it's like I'm hooked up to a respirator Waiting to die, hooked up to the fucking Waiting to fry, an electrocution currently used In my execution, producing thoughts at the speed of confusion, I'm loosing my sight, breathing is tight The evening is white, I made my with the Lord and now I on his right..
Death is a part of life.. These are my words, I'm having difficultly breathing Dying on the inside, bleeding Angel of death me away while I'm sleeping Watching my world crumble in front of me, searching for These are my last words, I'm having difficultly on the inside, internally bleeding Angel of death dragging me away I'm sleeping Watching my world crumble in of me, searching for meaning