Текст песни Nefertiti - Mecca to Watts
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[Nefertiti]Ay!Black prophet, ya better believe, born to stop itYes I was, asalaam alaikum, not sayin I`m no apostleSometimes I pack a pistol, revolution callsYa better believe, from Mecca to Watts I`m speakin to all of, y`allThis (?? ??) will be the Final CallSo listen now, if you will sit back and let me speak the truthVerbal in your wisdom, amounts to sayin nothin troopRevolution calls, so pick up the gun it`s on the runHip-Hop here, Africa here, now some live in fearNo fear, I clean myself don`t put my backpack on the shelfso`s I can feed myself..So follow me now, supposedly, we walk the road of bein freeTake it personal G, I`m speakin the truth and bitin the fruitsDrop the seeds get off your knees, don`t be beggin Allah for mercyAllah God, ain`t no time for false prophetsPullin metaphors out my pocket, I need to stop itGrab the snake, by his head, make sure when you passin throughYa best believe, from Mecca to Watts, I`m speakin to all of, youTell me revolution didn`t come true, in ninety-twoI took `em down from Western, to Slausson, along with youHypocrite no liar, I didn`t burn `em down for nuttinFrom Mecca to Watts you best believe though, show yo` faceUnless you holdin up the place, be movin onRevelation come, I won`t be singin no songTryin to push no mountin, or bathin in no fountainMove them apples out my face I coulda sworn I drank `em downNot tryin to be profound hysteria (?) I`m bringin `em downStill some, they hide behind the cross, now who`s the boss?Just because I meditate, doesn`t mean I think I`m greatThe devil, you`re meddlin with my fate, nope we`re not too lateDrop them on your left and, pick up your right armI-S-L-A-M don`t think I`m slangin IslamMy people, they`re witnesses the strongest in the belly of the beastI say pack a piece, (?) just don`t give me no griefTo say the least, now Jeffrey Dahmer had a pieceI step on the scene, friction (?) so you can see meYou know what I mean, tell-lie-vision will deceive youAt the age of three, you`ll never be no good niggaAnd I suppose you believe the devilHow you figure revolution comesYou better believe I`m pullin the triggerSome sit back, and they choose to be rememberinI`m stompin in my Timberlands, I`m comin at yaAfrican, marketplace, nod or sing or show my faceReminiscin on, how we used to be, huggin and kissinNow we con-dit-ionedSo follow me now, supposedly, we walk the road of bein freeSpiritual acceptance, inside your residenceLookin inside yourself, somethin what`s on your mindNow that we`re ropin and copin on the straight and narrow pathDon`t be, hidin behind no superficial laughsI guess I`m drinkin dirty water can`t afford no EvianFrom Mecca to Watts you best believe the revolution`s onElijah Muhammad said, that many of us are soon to riseBlue sky high-rises open up your eyelidsAnd realize, you`re a gift kid by finger usinThat some of the words, that I speak, nope I`m not abusinWalk with me, lead the weak, not your everydaypolitician but I`m slangin thoughts no cost to the bossJust take what`s yours of course, our legacy was stoleWu-alaikum salaam, from Mecca to Watts, and that`s how it goes