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* doing background vocals[Intro: Killah Priest]My lord, hear thy prayerAs we sit amongst our fathers..[Killah Priest]From black Israelites to a liberal life, young guy from prisonFight the system, Muslim, Jews and ChristianThe hoodlum serving food in kitchens, politician, lawyerJudges, destroy the brothers, amongst the youngstersDumpster, project hallways, equal more gravesAdd it up, since the fourth grade, minus that, from the gun clapsNow divide that from the cats who ever slung crack, whoever done thatTo all races, faces and man, with holes in his handHe will even bracelets, or race our soul where we standMy eyes, have seen hell, between jail, and bullet shellsHeard some words from the both Bushes yellIt ain`t kill Saddam, we build the `NamClose both palms, shut my eyes, then replyOld Jerusalem, we criminals, Subliminal`s clickTwo Eilan live on, we toast to biblicial scripts, come on[Chorus: Gabriel Batler (Abiodun Oyemole)]I want you to ride it (for the shadow of death)I feel nobody (there`s no one else)I read for my one`sI want you to ride it (for the shadow of death)I feel nobody (there`s no one else)I rise like the sun, and shine[Tragedy Khadafi]And I ain`t cryin`, and I ain`t layin` down to dyin`If I`m lyin`, you can throw me off the Mountain of XianThe law be like fuck this, trap `em in a chair and fry `emI write doctrines, everything I spit is a psalmWalk the hood, with holes in my feet and palmsThrow on crown made of ice, millennium ChristI bled with Malcolm, til the struggle gave my lifeI walk through the valley of death, scroched through hell`s fireCell 33`s a lot, in Elmira, grew wiserLearned my culture, from old timersDark conscious, made in an image, doing the knowledgeLike, extraterrestial beings, the all seeingOut the sun roof screamin`, clappin` the mack demonMy success is a journey, not a destination of facesSnakes layin` in waiting, congrogatin` with SatanDays of Gamora, need more, some water, I`m shakin`My ancestors is cryin`, I`m feelin` tears of the rainBaptized in the Nile, and I`m trapped in pain[Interlude: Killah Priest (Abiodun Oyemole]The Black Market (tact!)The Black Market (tact!)[Outro: Abiodun Oyemole]As it was in the beginningSo shall it be in the endAs we walk through the shadows of deathWe`ll find a way to winThis is the last will and testamentOf a light that`s been dimmedOf a heart that`s lost it`s rhythmAnd attacks it`s own reflectionEyes of a blind, to the beauty of themselvesAnd souls of the so sacred, books were writtenTemples were built, Jesus was bornIn the womb of our love, for mankindAnd this is the last sacrament, this is the last offeringThe last jester, to spark the fire, to lift the spiritBefore the light turns back to blackBefore the waves become a tidal, before the moon bleeds rivers of despairAnd the stars become black holes in the skyThis is a final call, a final messageTo those who think they know, and those who don`t want to knowA damn thing..

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