[Verse 1: The Grym Reaper]
I want a queen on every continent so I can escape the government
Flee my residence, settle in
I'm militant minded, brilliant rhyme whiz
The time is now for me to shine, kids are innocent
Blinded, society got to be reminded of my diary
'Cause tragically I carry the
Misery of centuries that's sent to me
Not coincidentally intentionally
'cause mentallyI represent the key but it's a double-edged sword see
Tryna be godly is hard
Especially in poverty's backyard where violence has taken over
Free enterprise and lies is idolized 'cause it's deep inside
Without Allah, God or Jehovah
To guide the Lost Tribe
You're forced to reside on the north side
Babylon is never penalized for being offside
So many lost lives
I wonder how long before the herd dies
Today I heard the Earth cry for the first time
It was the worst time, it was the worst time
The way I heard the Earth cry
[Verse 2: RZArectah]
I came to the shores of America disguised as a peddler
The alpha and omega and the home of the beggars
The black settlers who been beaten, raped, lynched, robbed and stoned
And called to roam the Earth in service so they couldn't maintain at home
This dates back to 1555
When they captured the first tribe of men and piled them in a pen
Fifty feet high
And took 'em all on the 9,000 mile ride
And landed on the shore of a place they never seen before
But read about this inside the ancient books of war
Bonded in stainless steel, stripped of their language
Still survived the anguish of slavery but still remained nameless
Separated to portions and tricked by John Haughty Hawkins
And sold on an auction, taught birth control and abortion
Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst part
The devils cursed God and reversed God
And turned god to dog and made people search hard
Notoriety came to the prophet of W.D. Fard
To a trauma, dropped our mommas off in Bahamas
And Barbados, Tobago's
Separated us from slave boats
Made our own brothers hate us from Virgin Isle to Jamaica
Trinidad, Honduras, Haiti, Grenada
Bermuda to Cayman, mental enslavement
You black gods become awakened
I want a queen on every continent so I can escape the government
Flee my residence, settle in
I'm militant minded, brilliant rhyme whiz
The time is now for me to shine, kids are innocent
Blinded, society got to be reminded of my diary
'Cause tragically I carry the
Misery of centuries that's sent to me
Not coincidentally intentionally
'cause mentallyI represent the key but it's a double-edged sword see
Tryna be godly is hard
Especially in poverty's backyard where violence has taken over
Free enterprise and lies is idolized 'cause it's deep inside
Without Allah, God or Jehovah
To guide the Lost Tribe
You're forced to reside on the north side
Babylon is never penalized for being offside
So many lost lives
I wonder how long before the herd dies
Today I heard the Earth cry for the first time
It was the worst time, it was the worst time
The way I heard the Earth cry
[Verse 2: RZArectah]
I came to the shores of America disguised as a peddler
The alpha and omega and the home of the beggars
The black settlers who been beaten, raped, lynched, robbed and stoned
And called to roam the Earth in service so they couldn't maintain at home
This dates back to 1555
When they captured the first tribe of men and piled them in a pen
Fifty feet high
And took 'em all on the 9,000 mile ride
And landed on the shore of a place they never seen before
But read about this inside the ancient books of war
Bonded in stainless steel, stripped of their language
Still survived the anguish of slavery but still remained nameless
Separated to portions and tricked by John Haughty Hawkins
And sold on an auction, taught birth control and abortion
Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst part
The devils cursed God and reversed God
And turned god to dog and made people search hard
Notoriety came to the prophet of W.D. Fard
To a trauma, dropped our mommas off in Bahamas
And Barbados, Tobago's
Separated us from slave boats
Made our own brothers hate us from Virgin Isle to Jamaica
Trinidad, Honduras, Haiti, Grenada
Bermuda to Cayman, mental enslavement
You black gods become awakened
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