Blind
(专辑: To Thine Own Self Be True - 2016)
[ILL Bill:] Close encounters with glowing spaceships, explode atmosphere I
found a
hole in the
Matrix, I'm so outta here Weights on my ankles like Django Ruckus strings on a
banjo My aura like Vietnam, chapter Panthers with afros My flow dirty like dope fiends sleeping on benches A
disease infested evil intention feast for the
senses Seen in the
trenches reaching for weapons But soon seen preaching redemption Society point fingers at the
hood and say we animals That's like the
cracked pot calling the
kettle the
cannibal We're not the
ones that kill millions in illegal wars Transport billions in cocaine, build prisons and tap phones We don't need more nines or heaters We need more "Poor Righteous Teachers" "Public Enemies" that are scholars and thinkers Educated in the
ways beyond the
system Beyond statistics and analytics and chrome pistols [Sadie Vada:] How sad am I? When the
blind lead the
blind Looking down now In whirling in darkness Constructing criminal minds When the
blind lead the
blind Broken down now And whirling in darkness [Q-Unique:] Imagine Stevie Wonder leading Ray Charles into The
Matrix Faceless enemies are placed in stasis I
was born and raised to be Brooklyn streetwise My mother and father reading through The
Book of Eli Unwritten words connected in braille, setup for the
epic fail Rejected bail, Helen Keller sentenced and sent to jail A
prison of darkness, these killers is living heartless I
found out my seeing-eye dog had his eyes gouged out Matt Murdock was an impaired rebel Who grew up to be the
Daredevil Paired with a
Wolverine who can tear metal Blindfolded a
design for the
eyes broken And Justice prefers to never have her eyes open Allow me to clarify, Zatoichi swinging the
sword of the
Samurai Leading the
force with a
battle cry Over the
street beats we can play the
street piano Blazing Feliz Navidad, Jose Feliciano [Sadie Vada:] How sad am I? When the
blind lead the
blind Looking down now In whirling in darkness Constructing criminal minds When the
blind lead the
blind Broken down now And whirling in darkness [Slaine:] Look at this world that we live in how could you not despair? What kind of demons and evil we got to box with here Is there a
rhyme or a
reason to all this toxic fear? Is there a
time or a
season to let the
shotgun clear? Is there a
man of God present, or a
doctor here? The
scent of death is in the
air, I
was not prepared So my nostrils flare, I
got a
hostile stare And all these ghosts walking with me, what a
cross to bare How far from the
floor is the
reach of the
rope? When you step off the
stool and hang while it's squeezing your throat That's the
death of a
fool but you would drain my peeps of their hope Poison our souls and went and filled the
streets up with dope The
corporations and the
media are not above us Nor are the
governments and courts, only God can judge us This technology is eating our minds With false Gods it's more of the
blind leading the
blind [Sadie Vada:] How sad am I? When the
blind lead the
blind Looking down now In whirling in darkness Constructing criminal minds When the
blind lead the
blind Broken down now And whirling in darkness