Dispear Nas & Damian Marley

[African Choir Intro]

[Hook 1: Damian Marley]
Lord!
This Spear, huh!
Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi
Man a Mau Mau Warrior
This spear, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya
Despair, hey
Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek
Man a Masai Warrior
This spear, eh
Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya
Despair
Like burning spear and such and such before me
Who all fought for the cause and
This Spear, eh
Enforcing all the laws and

[Verse 1: Nas]
The Master and the Masses
One has power, The other one lacks it
Guns are power
Controlled by assets, Owned by financial forecasters
Who are the Masters? They are the Gangsters
They are the bankers, the ones who tax us
The Masses, they are us
The sheep, the people, divided in classes
I go off like a Shi'ite bomb
And all y'all see I'm on my
War paint on my face, shit
My nine millimeter on my waist
I'm a problem, shoot up your place shit
Let a few go, then I get low, blazing Haze again
The Masters, the Wall Street War Chiefs
The Elitists Groups
The Masses, they pray to Jesus
Saying he will see us through
The Masters are the aristocratic
The Masses ask if the Most High is on His way here
I'm trying to stay clear
My mind is my modern day Spear