Lyrics:

[Verse] Yea... Yea... Ay yo The things I've seen in life will make you choke by suprise Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes Provoking my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken inside Like the feeling of 50 million people hoping you'd die And niggaz wonder why my heary is filled of hatred an anger Cause some bitch killed my first born song with a coat hanger I strangled out the pain until my soul was empty was cold Crippled and worthless, so I thought that it could never be sold My mother told me that placing my faith in God was the answer But then I hated God cause he gave my mother cancer Killing us slow like the Feds did to the Blank Panthers The genesis of genocide is like a Pagan religion Carefully hidden, woven into the holidays of a Christain I had a vision of nuclear holocaust on top of me And this is prophecy, the words that I speak from my lungs The severed head of John the Baptist speaking in tongues Like 'Cheke vara' my soliloquies speak to a gun Paint in slow motion like trees that reach for the sun Nigga the preaching is done cause I don't got a DJ Like Reverond Run, I curse the life of any man who kills Benevolent ones, I never asked to be the messenger But I was chosen to speak the words of every African slave Dumped in the ocean, stolen by America Tortured, buried, and frozen written out of the history books Your children are holding, internally bleeding, cold blooded Stripped of emotion, I go through the motions, but there's no Life in my eyes, it's like I'm hooked up to a respirator Waiting to die, hooked up to the fucking chair Waiting to fry, sooth an electrocution currently used In my execution, producing thoughts at the speed of