There's just too many rages

Too many infinite screams at night we're living in concrete cages

Another child is doomed to be torn in his mother's womb

by the spark of the twelve gauges

Sometimes it seems like I can't go on I can't go on

But when I envision a black man with thorns in his hand

on a crucifix I get strong

Never will I ever let a devil deceive me again (HA!) mislead me

Cause what I'ma hit you with's gonna hurt (yeah)

Because the flesh is meaningless it remains amongst the dirt

But the soul is uplifted

10-31-67 I'm God gifted

MC's are changing it grows like a fungus

Beware of the evil that walks among us, behold

a fallen angel, hark, the rebel

The mark of 6-6-6, the Devil

You better beware cause he's comin behind you

No it doesn't take long for him to find you

It's a sneak attack black, he's gonna smack you

In the form of a rock that's inside of a capsule

Or maybe in the form of a man

that says to trust me and then begins to shake your hand

But when you examined your hand you learned

you're alarmed that your palm was disfigured and burned

No no no no, it's not surprising

Open your book, look to the horizon

Start scoping, open your eyes and strive to

study the holy Qu'ran or read the holy Bible

I'm making a getaway, plan it's gonna be a better way

There's gotta be a better day

Hmmmmmmm... and now I ask, Lord have mercy upon me

and grant me sight, for what I can't see

For you are the shephard and I shall not want

to front, yes to be blunt, I won't flunk

For I am blessed with the gift of knowledge (yeah)

without college, but now let's shift

into the specific dimension that