of long-past wisdom Facing his last conflict Met the time of withering Destiny, towards a clearer star More bright than ever seen before What's my will
wanderer of long-past wisdom Facing his last conflict Met the time of withering Destiny, towards a clearer star More bright than ever seen before What's
and, I got them mami's screamin' damnit man Really damnit Cam, hand in hand to a Phantom tan (God Damn) Pam pam man, no man or land could jam with me (
for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living? Why accept this robbery of life? Why accept this pillage? For Christ's sake
anti-christ or a satan infant Blatent mentions about family blood won't leave Love's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed "old fashioned" Too
curves like the wisdom, but it wasn't And knowledge is the key to confucion Man made pollution, child I was abused with intrution Tossed in a hole, 6 years old
Niggas Crack Da Vinci's Code, Ras the black Meryl Vingian Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene's next of kin But in the end, every three seconds a child dies
own gun against you It's all mental, my man died in the streets I'm pouring out liquor, until there's nuthin to drink That's how many cats died, slaid
lights light up the night Neon, skies, neon site Note the flight, first man, mind and sometimes Resemble Einstein's now turn into Frankenstein's What's
child (call me Messiah) Bow down the Gods, that's right Ruler of the Universe... yo, come on [Chorus x2] [Outro: Lord Jamar] Yes, uh... that's how
my old Earth erupted twice Now she's up nights, while I'm downtown in Crown Heights with the clowns that puff pipes, kids scuffed up in fights Amongst thieves like Christ
north catchin flashbacks Brothers doin that same old shit I planned on chillin when I got home But now it's like I'm all alone cause everybody's playin
bread and grape juice The bread and wine, body and the blood, a scriptural scud Head for you Anti-Christ's, lost life's and Christian dud's The Word I
, I got them mami's screamin' damnit man Really damnit Cam, hand in hand to a Phantom tan (God Damn) Pam pam man, no man or land could jam with me (nope
reverence your story. CONSTABLE 2 Let us see if he's impressed. CONSTABLE 1 You were lodging here last night. CONSTABLE 2 You were the honest Bishop's guest. And than out of Christian
all that? Where's the hope and aspiration? Identities have become corporations, Social egos and media moulds, Scholars of ad-man's dreams. Prescribed
's mine Mine, mine, mine Take what's mine Give this to me Take what's mine, take what's mine, mine... Take what's mine, take what's mine, take what's
