Revelation E.S.G. (TX) (Ft. Ill Tactics)

(*talking*)
Is it all about the bling-bling
Mouth full of medal, or moving out of the ghetto
Or is it about the slaves suffering, getting beat
Being sold like raw meat, getting raped
Kids coming out another race
And the wife acting like oh, just another light skinned nigga
Cool ain't rolling blunts, smoking weed
Cool is running away, just to be freed
From the misery, of suffering through hard life

[Hook]
Misery, is what I'm in
Inside of hell, I don't wanna go again
Can you hear, my prayer
Before, my flesh die
The revelation is here, for you and I
And soon we'll see his face, in the sky in the sky

[Ill Tactics]
The rapture's at the edge, contest a few obliterate
So quick, your wrist watch'll break
See opinions or lies, which made the wrong votes raise
We appointed Bush, with power that shouldn't of been gave
Facts is varied, between the red and blue states
Over ruled every risk, that democrats take
New Orleans, got impossible damage to assist
Even policemen, but can't to people they arrest
How does feel, to hide behind torment
I thought helping victims was good, it brought war in
We been, looking for a job
But instead of us, evacuees the first ones employed
No funds was given, to repair our broken dam
But they can give millions of dollars, to a NASA program
Even my c.d., revelation struck
God shows no mercy, to whom he interrupts