The Beloved Remix Killah Priest

[Intro]
Uh! Priesthood
See I'm gon' to space, inside, knowledge is the key
Knowledge is the key
Unlock the mysteries inside the mind
Treasure your chest

[Verse One]
So light a candle
Say a prayer for real brothers who ain't here
While I paint and stare... at the ghetto
Like JJ, see I could beat the devil
Like Little Michael, fighting for political rights
Peace or justice?
We want plush cribs, for corrupt kids
They gave us nothing
Thеre's no Superman or Shazam
Just a ghetto wino, harassing ladiеs with their grocery bags
We suppose to be mad; look at our condition?
Than look how they're living
They at the table, we in the kitchen
We in the mental prison
Filled with religion and superstition
A Hercule God amongst the stars
But you could only see him after the graveyard
Taught to pray hard, he would answer
But he never answered the prayers from the Panthers
From Stokely Carmichael, Geronimo Pratt, Assata Shakur
We adore, we true God's G/Ciples