Thug Angels
Fourth Disciple
Rubies
Sapphire
We ain't know what to do with them
In the hood amongst crack scholars
Left back for a fast dollar Now it's felonies of black power
Raise your wings up and say it louder
That white powder left us all devoured
Since we got up off that Mayflower Our life changed in that same hour
It's like I'm chained in a sane asylum
When Clinton came they done changed Harlem
Reconstructed to the new Sodom Until
we really solved the true problem
Even Hillary couldn't rob them Martial law gotta come and stop them
They tricked the Indians before they robbed them
Then they played possum Planet fair till the seed blossom
Till Yahawishah come and got them Forgotten Israelites inside Gotham
Got the real doctrine Course your T's and I draw the dots in
Pass through bars like Johnny Cochran
What's my mystery a chess box in
Know you're square when you get boxed
in Neurotoxins within my conscience
Got me spitting like I'm Nostradamus But
in the scriptures he's a false prophet
Plus his pictures look like hell's armors
And my Malcolm when he left Mohammed
Face of death just for being honest
You in a spa with your nails polished
Son slavery ain't abolished We go to prisons way before college
You know Sing Sing instead of Harvard
Where all the pigs eat their own vomit
And all the rats get Uncle Thomas In a cell next to Jeffrey Dahmer's
Coming home as the old Thomas Using Kush for his Alzheimer's
It made them cry when they didn't silence
We fell back from the false promise
And now Satan gotta get behind us
We didn't mean to make your heart cry
We didn't mean to make your heart cry
It's like our apology man We didn't mean to make your heart cry
Yeah We didn't mean to make your heart cry
The enemy's mission To destroy the people's self esteem
Leave a dent in their regime It's traffic,
my life
That Mary J. Blige type,
my life I miss my Uncle Alex
Prime example of a short life As long as God spared my life
There will be hell for me,
my songs Me and Chu Yang studied these bars
Until I'm dead and gone I'm feeling brand new being
And it's the return of God Raised from my ancestors
That move like jaguars That's why I will
never stop destroying the underworld
I'm my underground Godfather
Five families in my underground Don't ask permission
Ask forgiveness,
we'll resale Better ammunition and better rams
Inside of this atmosphere Scorpion King,
Frontier
Don't study my career High on the Kush
My heart and my soul is no longer sincere
Woah, word up
We didn't mean to make your heart cry
To make you cry
Yeah
We didn't mean to make your heart cry
To make you cry
We didn't mean to make your heart cry
Yeah
Yeah!
Chazzase!
Yeah!