Energy that we exchange is imperative Life is the spirit and the body is the temple Tell me this are you prepared to live Energy that we exchange is imperative Life is the spirit and the body is the temple
All they seen was one hand bust through the white sand Illuminating the land with liberation And mysterious, ferociously, serious black man Experience the urban warfare of fully strapped assault As an angel hoping my benevolence will change you Singing folklore of the poor Since the days of Spain was ruled my the Moors Then again, before your existence The presenter of the mystics Geometry, trigonometry statistics It's simplitics embedded in my bloodline Just like the pain of my forefathers The chains of slavery remains Behaviors we obtained in days that we were slained and tortured Shackles on my feet, feeding me pork Lashes on my back, lost my family Not to belittle the middle passage calamity Cause I keep havin' visions of flight bombing politicians On some midnight marauder missions They shut down your energy, cut off your water Close the gas station, food supply shortened Dying of starvation and smoke ventilation I'm coming realer than you fairytale killers We disciplined, that's why no militias can get with us Sure, shot hit us from a thousand meters away
Tomorrow, what you gonna do? Your past is haunting you You know what, I'ma tell as I'm sipping on this brew You know it's wrong and true The truth is long overdue 2X
No more propositions or petitions Seditions met with lynchings and whippings But they won't crush my wishes into submission Foresight courtesy of 3rd Eye Vision Get 'em before they first force strike Meet in the black of the night Dodging ghetto pterodactyl lights Get wise with medical supplies Or get caught with your ass wide open "Why", I'm hoping you hear For the millennium season opener I keep ample degrees up my sleeve For brothers who no longer breathe Nothing but memories to retrieve Stomachs distended, arms out stretched This is the flock to which I am attended I'm committed, commending All commandants vowing to be uncommon Underground and granite-strong, granted The path is jagged and long But I want more than this wall at my back in days Back we would have been mobile It's time to make power moves And put the all in all-powerful, all in all And I would be a coward too I see answers to irradiate They won't catch me playing patty cake with hands up You might catch me spraying But I think you better get them flight masks up
Tell me this are you prepared to live?