Open Your Eyes Organized Konfusion

[Chorus: Choir]
Open your eyes, wake up
World doesn't realize that he's coming

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
There's just too many rages
Too many infinite screams at night, we're living in concrete cages
Another child is doomed, to be torn in his mother's womb
By the spark of the twelve gauges
Sometimes it seems like I can't go on, I can't go on
But when I envision a black man with thorns in his hand
On a crucifix, I get strong
Never will I ever let a devil ever deceive me again (Hah), mislead me
'Cause I'ma hit you where it's gonna hurt (Yeah)
Because the flesh is meaningless, it remains amongst the dirt
But the soul is uplifted
10-31-67, I'm God gifted
The seasons change and it grows like a fungus
Beware the evil that walks among us
Behold a fallen angel, hark, the rebel
The mark of 6-6-6, the Devil
You better beware 'cause he's comin behind you
No, it doesn't take long for him to find you
It's a sneak attack, black, he's gonna smack you
In the form of a rock that's inside of a capsule
Or maybe in the form of a man
That says to trust me and then begins to shake your hand
But when you examine your hand you learn, you're alarmed
That your palm was disfigured and burned
No, no, no, no, it's not surprising
Open your book, look to the horizon
Start scoping, open your eyes and strive to
Study the holy Quran, I'm reading the Holy Bible
I'm making a getaway, plan is, gonna be a better way
There's gotta be a better day