We The People - Hell Razah, 4th Disciple

Only… (only what? Let me hear what the brother has

to say

I mean break it down for me, man)

You says to cry, for a star in the sky

For the city lights, tell me there’s none, there’s

none… I am an only one

At times I sit and wonder, how to keep from goin’under

It’s like, I lose a close brother, every summer

We gotta look out for one another’s time of hunger

Open the door for the seeds, that we come in front of When the blind leadin’the blind, both will fall in the ditch

It been a pitch, ever since the 12 tribes got split

It got corporate, with rich alcoholic’s and whips

Drug addicts jump the cliff, cuz of cocaine sniffs

You got conspiracy cover-ups, black on black crimes

Secret C.I.A.

shit, controllin’the mind

You got brain manipulation from Bush Administrations

Spend our taxes, on nuclear weapons and space stations

How we suppose to make our presence known to the masses?

Then we have no other choice except to strike it, dead end blow

Which we’re potraying to the people that we are here

And that we are ready, now can you dig it?