While I lay asleep not saying a peep
an angel creeped into my window whispered in a voice of one my long dead kinfolks
She spoke to me softly," Baby, U can't save the world."
Can't save the babygirls of the world 2 shower them with diamonds and pearls or maybe thats the problem cause i ain't rich
so we'll celebrate them by calling them the name BITCH and be at an eternal war of words
Instead of singin songs, we'll sing songs of automatic gunfire, constanly calling our fellow brothers liars and die trying 2 step over the next man just 2 reach the top
So I said," When will this madness stop?"
She just looked at me with eyes that have seen the death of a billion stars
as if she were analyzing my scars, reminding that I'm never 2 far from my own judgement
she's heavensent
and sometimes I feel like i should b complacent, but i can't
she holds my hand like my mom and says,"Baby U can't save this world."
If Martin had a dream then why can't we b in the places that we need 2 b because if God calls me then i'll b in a good position, tired of hoping and wishing for niggaz 2 stop pissing in the same water that we often drink from cause society calls us dumb, and people believe we'll kill ourselves before somebody else will
we kill for sport
we kill because patience is short and its pretty much the easy thing 2 do
we call ourselves easy,greasy,and shifty
and why does that piss me off more than the next man from the next clan because in some way, some how WE R ALL CONNECTED
so I begin 2 check shit and pretty much apologize for my course words
not like she hasn't heard the words...
she was probably there they were conceived
She stares at me with loving eyes that smile like the sun and yet they cry
She says,"Baby U can't save the world."
But I reply," Yeah momma, I know, but why can't I try?"

we choose 2 lose & hold on 2 the blues instead of living life right
we choose 2 fight wrong while singin' the songs wrong when the power lies in a book 2 make us all strong...
but we refuse 2 read it...
believe it...
cause right now, on this day, I testify that I am one !
Without the guidance, teachings, and readings from this book I would have been long dead...
but the words have kept me, swept me, crept me into places where I was made 2 live & give everything that is me
See this turbulant journey's earned me the scars that are 2 far deep 4 u 2 see as 4 me I see them perfectly
the hurt in me comes out as love while most people use it 2 become thugz, bloodz & cripz letting the the blood slip, moving far from what love taught us
moving far from love love has brought us 2 drop us 2 drop us into one of the 9 rings...
7 things are deadly made & 10 things forged 2 b law on high, 10 things that are right 2 avoid wrong...
But yet we do wrong anyway

It was written in stone that alone on a throne in the sky is where he'd b 2 oversee the being that is me or us, 2 cuss and fuss is not 4 us,but it is a must 2 live
A time 2 4give and give love freely and b merry
but the very thought of that is scary because its written in us 2 hereditarily b wary of everyone...including those we call kin
So the gin has become my friend until friends become friends again...til my heart can truly mend again, but then again when can we truly win again to become friends...
2 share love and hugs instead of war and death, with the taste of sulphur on our breath we step closer 2 giving our soul 2 the other and i won't dignify it by saying it's name
this game is a shame, hustle and bustle 4 the fame that remains 2 untamed, but yet we try 2 get it anyway hoping we can make a difference
but evil is persistant and sometimes we don't even try 2 stop it
we just let go of the wheel and wait 2 see what happens
Niggaz keep rapping 2 toes tapping and asses shaking, amongst the gun-clapping, Because we sing songs about wrong cause it's hard 2 see right that's why I write from nighttime 2 daylight because a revolutionary is born 2 fight trying 2 get from the darkness 2 see the light
cause when we're all happy he's happy...