Yea... Yea... Ay yo The I've seen in life will make you choke by suprise Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened eyes my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken inside Like the feeling of 50 million people hoping die And niggaz wonder why my is filled of hatred an anger Cause some bitch killed my first born son with a hanger I strangled out the pain until my soul was empty was Crippled and worthless, so I thought that it could never be My mother told me that my faith in God was the answer But then I hated God cause he gave my mother us slow like the Feds did to the Blank Panthers The genesis of is like a Pagan religion Carefully hidden, woven into the holidays of a 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 the Baptist speaking in tongues Like "Che Guevara" my soliloquies to a gun in slow motion like trees that reach for the sun Nigga the 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 words of every 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 Life in my eyes, it's like I'm hooked up to a to die, hooked up to the fucking chair Waiting to fry, sooth an electrocution used In my execution, producing at the speed of light Burning confusion, I'm loosing my sight, is tight The evening is white, I made my peace with the and now I on his right..
Death is a another of life.. These are my last words, I'm difficultly breathing Dying on the inside, bleeding Angel of death dragging me away while I'm Watching my crumble in front of me, searching for meaning 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 crumble in front of me, searching for meaning