If You Fear Dying One Day as a Lion

[Intro]
Uh, check, check

[Verse 1]
The bastard son, I spit non fiction
In exile for awhile now with raw friction
Never be a pawn, the boomerang be upon you
Like Fela with my heart in Venezuela, it's
A world favela so fuck the novela, I'm
Out of the cellar with a blade and some cheddar, for the
Whole new world, order you to bow down
To the now sound of slavery, this era be
Terrible, terror-filled terrified
Why would we ever let a few white Christian fictions
Shape our tomorrow following them
'Cause tomorrow got a gun to it's head

[Chorus]
The time is coming
Rising like the dawn of a red sun
If you fear dying then you're
Then you're already dead!
The time is coming
Rising like the dawn of a red sun
If you fear dying then you're
Then you're already dead!