9-1-1 Revised

9-1-1
2001 ©

The prophecy of Nostradamus
is suddenly upon us
Many feel hitting GWB would have brought a bonus
Not that I condone this
Where do you put the onus?
I’m like a recorder of deeds

I call em as I see
Do you see what I see?
Then black man peep the history and the
Legacy of the ones who once stoned us
Former slave owners
Now - needed blood donors
To the back of the bus
Is where they put us
Then why must we trust?
Those genetically filled with blood lust
Return to the dust
Enough is enough

See now things getting rough

damn damn damn
The shits done hit the fan
The shit done hit the fan
And
The best laid plans of a
Inferior man
Your basic al-so ran
Lacking that black melanin
Whose So-called superiority now exposed as mere sham
This is worse than Custer’s last stand
A price is being paid
For what began
In the holy land
When you slayed the lamb and
Cursed Islam
Dropped nukes on Japan and
Bombed Vietnam

You ran

One too many scams so
So now feel the hand
Of those who could no longer stand
The sons of Shatain

The earth’s energy vibration is suddenly changin

Now comes the realization that this could have been our day of liberation
Full participation in a historic occasion
Making it real clear to Mr. Caucasian
For all those years of castration
We done run out of patience

But instead our own hearts took a vacation
Not thinking of restoration or launching a new nu nations
Now,
Think bin Ladin is waiting on reparations?

They say
What about sympathy for the families? ( I get that, I feel that)
Believe me
It’s a deadly deed, and ugly deed, a hella deed
But who planted the seed?
It’s plain to me
That America’s misdeeds and America’s greed
Created
America’s enemies
Too late for your not guilty pleas - please
So from sea to shining sea
Feel the energy
Release
Taking the load from
The untold souls
Of lives once bought and sold
Watching this unfold
Too much to behold
But
Let the truth be told
America’s heart grew way too cold
Sold its soul
Two pieces of gold
Or did you know?
Or
Did she fool you all?
I wish we – we as a collective had the guts, balls or resolve
To make a tall buildings fall and make sick nations crawl
While all the while knowin it’s not our style

It’s clear that we’d rather negotiate
For a watered down fate
Sorry but I can’t relate
To a philosophy that in reality equates to
Sleepin with the enemy
Striven for conformity
Begging for equality
Looking for security -
From the same people that hung us in trees –
I say bring em all to their knees

My country tis of thee
Sweet – land- of- lib-er-ty
Now look who’s on their knees
Black man please
Pay attention
And Did I mention?

How things change in an instant?
See what happens to those who are into lychin
Or are we to busy forgitin

See how real revolutionaries put it down
Maybe next time around
It will us putting it down
Not running round and round
playing the clown
See the white man and bow down
This ain’t lost and found
Take off that thorny crown
A new sheriff’s in town leaving you

Permanently scarred
Exposed as a fraud
The Symbols of white power
America’s ivory towers
Wilt like a flower
Now feel the shower of a real man’s power
Not weak, fake ass leaders that can be bought for a dollar - bill

STILL

We spend too much time running for cover
Treating the white man like a jilted lover
While still hatin on each other
Then want to talk shit bout being a brother
Humm
Just another -

Port- rayal of our leadership’s be- trayal
Let em all rot in jail –
Go to hell – well
I got a story to tell
They say
Bin Ladin’s beef represented 20 years
And now he’s causing hella tears
But goddamn
We’ve had 500 years of living in arrears
Held hostage by our own unrealistic fears
And it’s crystal clear
Is us they shoulda feared
Like 2 pac said
Holla if u hear

We close highways and want praise
These are different days
Why ---- still think like a slave
Oh – we better behave?
Black man wake up from your daze and that empty gaze
They came from caves
Look at their ways
And how they behave
Can they be saved?
Too often they strayed
Now they get paid
Don’t be afraid its judgment day so I speak

Watch us protest and think damn – we’re deep
They put the big apple to sleep
No time to whimper like sheep
Black man stand on your own two feet

Not on all fours
Worshipin those who close doors
And Treat us like whores
How long will we beg them for bottom feeding jobs and
Meaningless chores, and continue to eat table scraps from dirty kitchen floors?

America See how it hurts?
But for centuries you been doing dirt

Now it’s your turn as you flirt
With di –sas-ter
No longer the mas-ter Feel the fallin plas-ter
You nation of bas-tards


I ain’t done yet
NO!
No time for regrets
Too big of a debt
What? - Think we’d forget?
Next time come correct
No more empty threats
Cuz it ain’t over yet

3000 lives may be only part of your due bill
We may have to get used to seeing innocent people killed
How does it feel?
Which begs the question
Does America have the will?
Or better still
Can a sick nation heal?
No more back room deals
Cuz this shits for real
This is not drill
Prepare your last meal

And witness the evolution of a
A real revolution and
Prepare for your execution and
Chickens come home to roost an
We rejecting
Your watered down solutions
Black faces with white mouths collusion
UN resolutions
And so-called constitutions

Now I’m about done

American on the run
Call 9-1-1
America under the gun
Call 9-1-1
America Look at all you done
Call 9-1-1
America No longer having fun
Call 9-1-1
America No longer under you thumb
Call 9-1-1

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