The Heart, Pt. 7

I think it's time to watch the party die We at the point where truth is boring compared to them pretty little lies A petty look'll getchu euthanized Used to getting treated like dogs, so niggas egar, to fetch a life Festering in our minds, more important our hearts Is a suit of cards, we're told is wicked from the start A school of thought that turn the US money train to parts Because our truth'll never, let us give a cent to opps In a sense, pride is healthy, innocence is lost It's bout time we move like Django and let out the dark The massive urge to massacre the one percent at large We long for liberation YSL we taking charge They underestimate us, plenty fight up in this dog Now that we woke they smoked, can't put the cigarette down Marge We the sun, a simple spark is all we need to set it off I'll lead the way just like Magnegro ego off the charts I think it's time to watch the Phoenix rise Our genes are compromised We was cloned prior to Madelyne They drew them battle lines They stole our gold and our power before them nine to five's So we gotta strategize The enemy been sending troops, and trust is hard to find Even the wicked tell the truth and any saint can lie So when we searching for what's real we gotta look inside Put the book down sometimes, think and close our eyes That meditation heal our spine and calm the jiddery Embrace the Earth Gang before our kind is history We destined for a life of heaven not this misery Control yo Venus let the love doc out injuries If was is imminent, they just set like Icarus They flew too close up to our soul, we're blessed they're ignorant The bliss of living in they mind must be tickling Can't wait to see the day divine set the image in I think it's time to watch the party die Not just the Rukus in the street who'll kill his brother for a zip of za I think it's time to watch the party die Not just rich mothafuckas wit a cannibalistic state of mind I think it's time to watch the party die Not just the world leader withholding secrets they can't even describe I think it's time to watch the ego die And not just once, I mean repeatedly killing it til the body fly My people wings got holes, makes it impossible For air to flow and lift us up like it did before My pen is sealing em, healing always uncomfortable Medicine can taste like jet engine fuel when you go With whatchu know, instead of what you was told from the jump How can we grow if we don't rip up dead roots from the trunk And plant new seeds, with our ancestors trees in the front Bart Jones said it best, God never made junk