Lyrics

[Verse 1] Peace Almighty, I'm gracious Most benevolent speaker The beloved brother spoke on this occasion Do we all suffer from the caucasian? Non-cipher look at our own coordination, we lost coordination Sisters started free-basing Brothers stop the self-hating, we need some reevaluating Some growing up, stop the handout, stop holding the cup You think we was old enough Peep these jewels while you're rolling your dutch Brothers having a form of godliness but disregarding their kids What kind of God do you think you is? Man you are how you live Yeah, you know 1-20 But he has a home in the city Reason why you're on the phone from Poughkeepsie We follow whoever rely on Put it together, we free our mind storms Brainwashing, CBS is watching Television Evangelist grants you a wish Their modern therapist for the Devil's pit Designs for the ghettos to fit on the top of the federal list Now tell me who hell is this? Rebels throw up your fist [Verse 2] We all born sinners on the corners with them law offenders To get it all is a core agenda Everything's real, no false pretenders But while days pass, time flies Minutes flash, the mind dies Bigger graves, New York Times Chalk lines, the thought's blind Prices on your enemy's head 'Cause nowadays dudes got bread to make you disappear So that goes for your fist in the air Angela Davis or Jesse Jackson Affirmative Action, you burn or the casket Let your moms know before you go Ghettos the ball in the chain, it's all the same And heron spoon fall in the flame Right before it dissolve in the vein We're scared to read the scriptures 'Cause they don't act like your niggas But even the Messiah will crucify between two thieves They come for me, spray Uzi's [Outro: reporter] Excuse me Priest? Priest can I talk to you for a minute? (Move out of the way) My name is Tiffany from Stained Glass Television Can I ask you a question about the Black Market Militia and your beef with the industry? What's up with this album calling it I Am Ra's Child? Who are you talking about in Profits of a Man?