Yea... Yea... Ay yo The things I've seen in life will you choke by suprise Like an aborted fetus in a jar opened it's eyes Provoking my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken the feeling of 50 million people hoping you'd die And niggaz why my heart is filled of hatred an anger Cause some bitch 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 be sold My mother told me that placing my faith in God was the But then I hated God cause he my mother cancer Killing us like the Feds did to the Blank Panthers The genesis of is like a Pagan religion Carefully hidden, woven into the of a Christian I had a vision of holocaust on top of me And this is prophecy, the words I speak from my lungs The severed head of John the Baptist speaking in "Che Guevara" my soliloquies speak to a gun Paint in slow motion trees that reach for the sun Nigga the preaching is cause 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 words of every slave Dumped in the ocean, stolen by Tortured, buried, and frozen out of the history books Your children are holding, bleeding, cold blooded Stripped of emotion, I go through the motions, but no Life in my eyes, like I'm hooked up to a respirator Waiting to die, up to the fucking chair Waiting to fry, an electrocution currently used In my execution, producing thoughts at the speed of 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 another of life.. These are my last words, I'm having breathing Dying on the inside, internally Angel of death dragging me away I'm sleeping my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning These are my last words, I'm having difficultly Dying on the inside, internally Angel of dragging me away while I'm sleeping Watching my world crumble in front of me, for meaning