[Hook]
Invisible to your visual eye
Critical to your physical signs
The principle behind your animal cry
What you say is predictable, Why?
What you listen to conditions you rhyme after rhyme
Pickin up subliminals time after time
Programmed musical individuals you are
Programmed musical individuals you are
Programmed musical individuals you are
[Verse 1]
Lost in a romance wills and this pain
All of our children have now gone insane
Getting raised by television
Crave the television
Commercials gonna make em turn a slave to television
They made them televisions
Controlled them like a puppet
Kids just watching ?scenes? instead of Muppets
Little girls is gonna grow to be strumpets
Young dudes will sell drugs
Throw a bandana on and play wannabe thug
Now ain't it bugged out the old shit
Is back as the new shit
Turns into a new hit
And then it gets old quick
Recycled ways in these recycled days
On your radio station where some psycho plays just:
The same 40 songs from
The same 10 artists on
The same 5 labels
Slinging lies and fables
And your money gets stuck to the gum under the table
It's the same bullshit be it magazine or cable so
This year we declare war on rap radio
Shut down the system
Free your mind from the prison
Got you sittin there passified
Oh Shit, another rapper died
Emcees don't know whether to laugh or cry
What are you standing for?
What are you here for?
Just another worker and
Caught up in the circumstance
And they make the circuits dance
Till you crave ass, titties, Mountain Dew and some fuckin Gap circus pants
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Welcome to a world full of love, light, and black
That stem from triple dark before they strike the match
For addicts spaced out on status
Full of these emcees who claim they own mic apparatus
Braggin to see who's baddest
But what for?
Full of war
Full of peace
Full of panic too much for our planet to manage
Mark of the beast
Code of the streets
Guard your mind, hands and feet
Cuz when the chips released, privacy will cease
Do you see what I see?
Full of hate
Full of crime
Full of HIV
Full of skippy nickels and dimes
Full of artificial highs
Full of American pie
Full of true lies
Full of blue skies
Full of biggots claimin they color blind
Full of private eyes
Full of gossip and bribes
Full of fall guys
Full of hard rocks that get liquified
The truth I inscribe on your mind
Then I watch that imprint rise
From night to day light
Ignite mics within range of sight
Who am I?
Focus on the rhymes tight
No need for image spite the fact
That most acts just bite the money makin tracks
That's they right
I choose to take flight
Through the mind's eye
Enlight myself in darkness to see your bright sparks spit
[Chorus x2]
This is the way we rock from our block to your block
Masterminds is first to burst and you shellshocked
We can't stop (can't stop) Don't stop (don't stop)
Won't stop (won't stop) Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)
[Kimani]
I be giving rap cats a back slap to flash back
To the last time Kimani's in town you catch that?
Like half-backs splashing in Crystal Lake
Returned with a mask and a flask full of jack to kill fakes
I'm out for stacks of papes like Bill Gates
Give it to you raw uncut like Nicholas Cage's 8 Mil tapes
In a steelcage match I'm Goldberg, flow with words
Of course all your vision is blurred while you cold served
Now observe the plot we drop the hottest shit
We all equipped, bump this while your pumping your whip
Your girl be cuffing dick, trick nasty type shit
You ain't seen naan, naan mc's that can rock it like this
We be the M-A imperial ST - the serial
Son of Sam Masterminds be sunning your mams
And drop a ton on your fam, quote from a humble man
I'm eating from the tree of life and throw away the verbal ham Man it's
scalding, prolific with words like James Baldwin
So when we bring the fire next time I leave you calling out
For medics and niggas know the time when I set it
Or else your card gets pulled like a debit
We stepping it on the 1,2 Masterminds poised we run through
Like Sun Tzu, you wanted a war? So come through
We got more beats, more cuts, more rhymes
Don't ever in your life think you can fuck it Minds
[Chorus x2]
[Oracle]
Ay yo settle down 'cause we got the tripple crown
And pay attention to this precession that takes you sky bound
Fasten your seatbelts -Are you ready? 'cause it's time now
For this ride you may collide with these sounds
Like little kids falling from park swings
We make you heart spin just before reality sets in
We're hittin' hard like Ike Turner in a bar
Drunk with a bunch of trash talking broads acting large
Yo we use your lyrics like band aids and gauze
'Cause you'll lose your head like victims of Native American wars
Once we walk in ya'l get open like automatic doors
You beggin like Keith Sweat in a house of whores
Yo we gave you what you came for- plus the cure
Cause it's sickening to hear ya'll bitching
for some more pure fluid rhymes
Gather for the slaughter I'm producing the juice like Jamestown
E and Kimani will leave you face down
Tryin ta' clown our shit your esophagus split
From trying ta bite what we spit
It's hard like yelling in sign language
Hip Hop the game and we're it- so vanish
Or you'll get tagged like the walls of a graffiti artist
You're out of time like broken clocks
We're hear to open shop
quick like a Chinese fast food spot on your block
You make the heavy metal pop
We make the underground rock and shake
Like an apocalyptic earthquake
I'm workin hard son certain to get the job done
Excuse me flirtin with stardom but not a groupie
My ratin droppin a doosie watchin a movie
Because what Im spittin a lot (tipper) than (hawk tooie)
I spit fire all you mcs are tracking about it
Try and dis gimme a mic I turn cats to liars
Havent given a thumbs up get your thumbs up
This isnt kids stuff fuck getting your thumb sucked
This shits for grown folks dont approach
Cuz I got it sewn while you players are sowin oats
Id rather bless em and make em turn christian
Better learn and listen or become one of my burn victims
[Kimani]
I be the energies of people before they say shit
To peep they fake appearance like Joan River's facelift
By my name of hieroglyphics you could say Im prolific
I left something for lost ones who missed the space ship
All aboard these concepts beyond your vision
I got intergalactic the minute your block formed your opinion
Born and raised off the boulevard of lyndon
Where people do what they feel regardless if they're forgiven
We all livin the X Generation of children
and we all givin what we got to give on this mission
Till this world's ended and meets with a sudden collision
Yo we bring it back ten times more efficient
[Oracle]
Yo yo yo yo we rock harder than jams by Vincer Carter
Using art of war tactics smash kids that oughta know better
Than to test the clique we flow better
From the NYC givin more Fitz than Ella
Set it off now you wanna brawl we rock yall
Cut you in half then watch you fall like Darth Maul
All of these kids hatin against my one band
Soundin silly like Wesley Snipes needin a sun tan
I be the one man here sippin Guinness and beer
As the whole hemisphere sittin quakin in fear
Dont near to this kid quickly youll learn how shits flipped
I got the whole world tapin my joints like Linda Tripp
[El-P]
Decrepit as the sweaty inner ass cheeks of Dennis Franz (???)
Son of a dirty monkey the thug grabs abusive
Whore and a smack before I rock toothless
Ambesin, Lake and palm is bad medicine
With brakes for hands dance to the pain game
Worker ant rebel rebel work car radio reject the fat though
Sliced nice exacto
Its a sunny night for gash and lure the tact contract
Killer villain sick villain
Blankets for indians this here's for children
Fun for the internet just say no to cigarettes
You're soft as pikachu on roofies in a bathtub
I can see the inexeperience in your aura slash coding
The perpetrator math that you taught is eroding
Fuck it im bonin
[J-Live]
I keep honey in my archives to transform crowds into beehives
You best to be-lieve that J be Live
Arrive at this conclusion upon my introduction
from distance when the name rings bells you feel the suction
So in order to survive while going to J-Live
realize to speak wise by the way your lyrics (arrive)
Because in the obstruction of justice in my construction
Will lead to your abduction which leads to your destruction
For those that oppose the will or doubt the skill
I put you on the clock when I got time to kill
And seein as how there's never been a time better than now
Rewind rewards you wit a free refill
[Mr. Complex]
We're right here and right now how
This way straight the lyrical blaw
that blow you away to kingdom come
Singin um me me me Im self-centered when I wore my cords
Oh my lord give me strength and stamina
for the extra length of the diameter
Im aires and a (rameter)
The same way I was diagramming-a
Im figure a You're figure b
?? complex it was hard to figure me
Im outspoken broken english hairline fracture words
Im on some Hitchcock shit throw me along from the pack of birds
Feel the vultures they about to die soon feel the typhoon
Say hello to your high ass right here at high noon
There's a war between these underground and these commercial acts
Put us on the same stage and well just hurt these cats
we hurt em
we hurt em
[Shaabaam Sahdeeq]
we we we we we we we Crushin ya team
Flushin ya dream
Snatchin ya cream
Tappin ya queen
You faded like old Kani jeans
High beam blind yo ass pull over let me pass
Y'all niggas getting Getty but got sugar in your tank
Bustin blanks what you think rookie Im shook here
One of the best snatchin yo tek blackin yo set
More for less what I expect gimme respect
Tape get eject no trash in the whip we tossin yo shit
Heard yo jag got bagged my man pushin that shit
You comedy cat you need to rhyme on comedy jam
Nothin you spit could fuck with Sahdeeq fuck wit Shaabaam
You a quiet nigga why you even open ya mouth
You weak like baby arms dont know what that shit about
I'm ashin you out stick you wit a broken Guinness Stout
No doubt before you see me Im the one you heard about
All on my hustle every year they handin me bread
Y'all shorties givin me head Y'all niggas barely fed
I know your rep heard yo tape money you fake
Money I take along wit ya life and ya wife and ya mic
[Chorus]
41 shots in the summer sky
6 million ways to die
It's been 20 some years since we first set foot on this planet
Take 6 lifetimes to understand it
As 6 turns to 9
Water to wine
Sun starts to shine
We know that we'll be there in due time
There's 8 million stories in the city of crime
Take one look inside of my mind
[Chorus]
It Goes 41 shots in the summer sky
6 million ways to die
It's been 20 some years since we first set foot on this planet
Take 6 life times to understand it
As 6 turns to 9
Water to wine
Sun starts to shine
We know that we'll be there in due time
There's 8 million stories in the city of crime
Take one look inside of my mind
[Verse 1 : Kimani]
Writing from the aftermath, thankful, grateful
Happy to be alive it's been a wild ride lately
6 months until I bring a baby
To a war torn atmospheric explained to her what happened here
Where were you the day the world fell
When you whole sense of security got shot to hell
I was sitting on my couch face drowning in tears
Feeling trapped by the wall in my fears
Made aware of my fragility
I now try with the best of my ability
To never waste a second in life, time is wasting away
I face today count my blessings till the essence
Of my soul will manifest and unfold
A new outlook on life, no longer wasting time
Mulling over all the thinks I don't have I thank God for what he's given me
Life, love and family
Good health, a good mother
And a child that I'm soon gonna love like no other
So baby when you here this and you can comprehend
Know your mom and I will fight for you till the end
We're in a new era together in uncharted time
Filled with terror, war and hatred And apocalypse signs
Every morning now I'm grateful when the morning sun shines
Or I hear my mama's voice on my telephone line
It's the little things that mean the most
The everyday things, I always used to take for granted
But not no more
I'm thinking damn how my ancestors died and cried rivers in vain
Cause we still got no pride
And die niggas, we shuck, jive and bring all I teeth behind figures
Screamin' live from the streets of New York
I wonder, will we ever make it It seemin' now like nothing is sacred
We're as vulnerable as a new born when it comes to earth naked
In a world where so many of you fake it
You see it and if I want it it's out there so I just get it and take it
[Chorus]
It Goes 41 shots in the summer sky
6 million ways to die
It's been 20 some years since we first set foot on this planet
Take 6 life times to understand it
As 6 turns to 9
Water to wine
Sun starts to shine
We know that we'll be there in due time
There's 8 million stories in the city of crime
Take one look inside of my mind
[Verse 2 : Oracle]
Look at this here, World War 3 about to appear
Look at this here, abracadabra magical fear
Look at this here, you saw them Twin Towers disappear
Look at this here, hard to tell the hunter from the deer
Look at this here, so many lives lost that's not fair
Look at this here, now almost everybody's into prayer
Look at this here, can a broken heart be repaired ?
Look at this here, you might need a gas mask to breath air
Look at this here, ain't it weird the future's never clear
Look at this here, it seems like you can never be prepared
Look at this here, life's so fragile yet hard to bare
Look at this here, world peace is the one thing most rear
Look at this here, when times are hardest then we share
Look at this here, no one can see if the end is near
Look at this here, and if you could would you live with no cares ?
Look at this here, I wonder if angels cry and cheer
Look at this here, and if they do when and where ?
Look at this here, all of these thoughts are sincere
Look at this here, when I speak truth do you get scared ?
Look at this here, if not then take one look inside of my minds atmosphere
[Chorus]
It Goes 41 shots in the summer sky
6 million ways to die
It's been 20 some years since we first set foot on this planet
Take 6 life times to understand it
As 6 turns to 9
Water to wine
Sun starts to shine
We know that we'll be there in due time
There's 8 million stories in the city of crime
[Chorus x2]
What's our frame of mind?
Master of mainstream disaster
And now that you know, no doubt you've been captured
Caught buy pay attention and we'll let your thougts roam free
The underground liberty
[Oracle]
A high chance you'll get damaged in this life challenge
Though it's hard to manage like scales that are off balance
Ay yo niggas are nuts riding my phallus
They're trying to compare my rap ballads
While they're spittin' hot shit 'cause they toss salad
My people travel upstream like salmon
Got water flows powerfull like a firehose
Connect it to your stereo and feel the Water World hysteria take you over
Don't matter if you're drunk or sober
Got you entranced like Indian dancing cobra's
Our melodies are solar so you can see the light
Our only claim is we're the brightest
Don't want to be the nicest lyricist
'Cause thruthfully words are primitive
You get amped when we jump start your party and make you chant
I'll enhance your motion with electric shocks ferocious
It's trance music hypnosis
We're moving crows like water in front of Moses
You're wet before you notice
This workout like Tae-Bo aerobics
With punch lines and drum kicks and all sets get flipped
High and low decibels hit and whole crews get split in half
And no doubht you know the math
[Chorus x2]
[Kimani]
You know the way the shit goes money for nothing and the chicks for free
But I swear sometimes when I be watching MTV
I'm catching visions of violence, sit in silence
For 120 minutes before I raised the black flag like Henry Rollins
Calling up to loveline "hello? Wel.."
I got a story to tell to do with they ky-gel
I speared Brittany in the back of a Caddy with 9 inches of meat
Talking on my cell phone to Puff Daddy at the Grammy's
Told him "Put me on the guestlist!"
Got backstage and hung Brandy with a rusty ass necklace
They went back for the street boys, I gut off the street noise
By breaking their necks on the floor like a B-boy
Then destroyed the whole program
Had a vision where the wizard was N'sync and I was Conan
I sliced 5 necks at the stem
Laced the mic with C-4 set to blow when Usher Raymond begin
Then stuck my Tim's in the white flabby ass of Marilyn Manson
Gave him a gat and had him bucking at Hanson
Now I'm phantom like the menace, whole crews get diminished
When I'm screaming out loud like No Limit
Present the best rap performance to me, R&B; vocal
Hard rock, classical, and country
They're all mine, I'm sort of like the greatest all time
You're sweating me more then Jennifer Lo's behind
While I'm here player hating on most
Grandiose MC's I be turning your bread to burnt toast
With John Blaze shit the type to amze with
I rap tight like Africans packed up in a slave ship
You're a synchronized dub of that jiggy shit in clubs
You even got a sub-stitute you pay to hit the pubs
Both a you sport Maytag watches that you bought on Jamaica Ave.
Drivin' up and down in your broken jag
Ya hustle, I gotta knock it, cause you ain't makin a prophet
Ya dreams of being famous should've stayed in the closet
Ya life is like a mock trial (order order)
Like havin a phone with no-one to dial you claim that (?) is your pile
I'm organizin a million thoughts runnin wild in my heart
When it beats it creates musical art
That talks and melodies only heard by Mozart
Telepathically traveled a form of hip-hop classical
That makes your mind goin sabbatical to study my rappin'
And she'll say its magical then hear your shit and start laughin'
Walk to your room grab your clothes and start packin'
Then send you to the hip-hop temple, In Manhattan
[Chorus]
Niggaz is mad cause they know we got joints
If you got beef then we can shoot joints
You gotta cop 12 if you wanna hear joints
We score points cause we got joints
Check it out, Niggaz is mad cause they know we got joints
If you got beef then we can shoot joints
Roll a bag and loose I'm a clip you like joints
We score points cause we got joints, Check it out
Me and my lyrical compadres prolly like the senate buildin lobby's durin lunchtime
Three of the best that's unsigned, at one time
Getting bids like the 1-9 at rush-time, Naturally I bust mine
Don't touch mine with one rhyme we drop the hammer
And your crew gets to steppin like a ? actor
I voice the musical truth make it arrogant like ego trip
You wasn't havin it, now you on the penal tip
I seem to flip razors for sure with adverbs and add herbs till my shit list to get served
With bad words hanging out west with Mad Merse
You can't verse, steppin to mine y'all get hearsed
And done first after you've hung my first verse your worst thirst
Is waitin for Minds to rewind so call your night nurse
Why just lifted the skirt, it's 99 so we puttin in work
[Chorus]
The world was beggin for a savior so I finally came
To bring these jokers up to speed on how we playin this game
You know my name, Worldwide I get around like a spliff
So every word got em stickin to their guns like the sheriff
I'm not here to change destiny but to fulfill it
And stay fly like the bullets from a gat when you pull it
Red beans, Sweat teams, never missin that mark
So cats wanna hear my big dogs bark and spit sparks
I treaded soft when I started off, now niggaz is getting carted off
Cause they wasn't show now they know
That a Master can play a fool, but a fool masters nothin
So they salty like stove top stuffin
I fake in, natural like skin
Until you front that's when I have to loosen your chin
Get all up inside your chest like a gin well you sound too thin
You can't win you better lip synch or start goals(?) right then
[Chorus x2]
[Oracle]
Ey Yo I'm slippin down a dark hole touchin my soul
Think I'm rushin to the stars flash forward to zones
Can't move a single bone so I let out a moan
Would burn every single poem I wrote just to reach home
Feel a rope around my neck tight wrip grip no slack
then I hear a whipe make a loud crack
Then feel the flesh on my back split allowing blood to drip to the floor
Then I hear a whole crowd roar
With my last bit of strength open my eyes
To see a pack of rednecks straight from 1905
Could tell by the clothes thery wore and their broken grammar
That I was the main event of a lynching in Alabama
My body started shaking stamina breaking down
I screamed take me down they started laughing like clowns
I wish I had a 4 pound or any automatic gun
Just to see them crackers run like Satan had come
Then I heard the sheriff say "Hey, bring me his son."
Now picture that want my little boy to see his Daddy get hung
Then the sheriff turned to me and said "Ain't this fun?
Well this is what you get for florting with a white woman"
[Chorus x2]
Ey yo from day one you see they try to take us under
Police with guns, and clans hanging us from lumber
the shit don't change no matter the time no matter the place
it all stays the same
[Kimani]
1963 and now I'm trapped in a Birmingham jail
Next door to King sitting hand cuffed to the rail
I sailed through 3 generations of time but same predicament
Cause now I'm deep in the thick of it, sick of
I started downtown shopping at Montgomery Wards
Where my mom sent me to buy a new ironing board
>From down on Main Street, trooping through the summertime heat
Sweating bullets, came to the colored door and I pull it
Seen this white girl in late teens, blond hair and tight jeans
Shorts who stopped to ask me if I like to play sports
I replied yes, told her basketball was my best
but all these lip reading white folks got confused with "nice breast"
Now it's one mess after another,
get booted from out the store, still no ironingboard to give my mother
Hovered outside on the grass where it seems that news travels fast
Everyone that past said "that's your ass!"
So I run home to tell mom, to just chill and stay calm
But two hours later they burned a croos on the lawn
Until dawn we stayed frightened my first instinct was fighting
But 10 hooded crackers against one, and I'm done
So I run to keep my family from any more calamity
Right before the riverbank is where I got janked
About to get hanged when the sheriff made his interjection
And now I'm sitting in jail for my protection
[Chorus x8]
Bringing back that old New York rap
[Oracle]
When I show you how make it hot, little chickens flock
Butt naked buttocks make niggas act unorthodox
Not trying to get in please, half of ya'll got some sort of disease
Got and STD before your GED
Shaking, what your momma gave you back breaking
In one week got more strokes on your ass than cash them players be making
Smells like bacon in the room when you finished
Toxins in the air Mrs. laboratory chemist
Mixing poisons in your loins and
Letting boys in like they toys you bent over
Pick up my words like 4 leaf clovers
X-files false under your Skully like agent Mulder
Tarik Holder name written in government folders
Golden mind swollen multi-dimensional zoning
On a cosmic level boning making stars for the zodiac
At 10 years old known in my hood as a brainiac
[Chorus x8]
[Mr. Khaliyl]
I jam like traffic so watch me rock your whole intersection
And have your crew running in 4 different directions
At 90 degrees angles that connect at no point
Til the missino is completed every sipher I anoint
With my whip appeal as I whoop your crew single handed
living proof that the universe expanded when I landed
On every continent island and water body existing
On any planet in any galaxy I enlist in
When I decide too be born into a form that is tangible
Only because I made it firm enough to handle you
Other than you be looking up in the sky waiting for mysteries
While I'm steady creating history
Picture me rolling like ome of these cats I'm aware of
Without certain bodily parts men have a pair of
Never happen, whether we rappin or we scrappin
My only duty to awake you rudely if you napping cause we
[Chorus x8]
[Kimani]
We bring it back to back like Siamese
that's attached to the back of the knees
Most labels lacking the fee
To back a nigga like me one of the livest Mc's
Out of the NY, capital K see when I
Drop the semi-automatical, lyrically dramatical
Grammatically written to leave a niggas head splittin
Splittin rhymes to slice minds like enzymes in centrifuges
Busting mines then lay back like the luge
We upped the ante, bounced from the penthouse to shanty's
And now second coming got believers quickly running for the
Wax racks to pack stacks of black facts on fat tracks
On black wax in knapsacks
In back Ac's dipping with the volumen on 10
Down the Ave with my joint on your blend
See ya'll need to comprehend every time this brother pick up his pen
And thought you emerge many niggas get served now that's word
we got you
[Verse 1: Kimani]
Dear Mom
First let me just apologize
For the foolish lies and all the times that you've cried
For the times that I said things I really didn't mean
Basically for my entire existence as a teen
It's been 27 years since my birth here on the planet
And I know that at times you think I've taken you for granted
And granted, at times, I don't show my appreciation
But know, everyday I give thanks for my relation-ship with you
Even the times that I've bitched at you
For nagging me, I know that there's only love behind it
Like the time freshmen year that I came home in tears
As you whispered those words that helped to lessen my fears
You put your faith in me
You could relate to me
You gave me love when I saw the world was hating me
So now I'm giving you thanks for the thousands of hugs
And those times that you told me not to play on the rug
Because sometimes I burned my knees
I learned decrease
Maturing from a boy to man
You know my chosen plan
Is thanking you, for the love and support
Saying sorry for the pain that I caused
Thank you for all those times that you took me around the world traveling
And stirred me with hope when my world was unraveling
Helped me with bills, when my shit wasn't happening
And taught me how to stand like a man
Up on my own two
I guess I thought it a lot, but never told you
I hold you in the highest esteem
You're my inspiration
When this world is causing me frustration
I rely on the gleam in your eyes to help survive
Thank you
For being both my mom and my dad
And I'm sorry if this world ever treated you bad
If I said the wrong things, or wrote the wrong words
For the things you never had in life I know you deserve
You make me proud, I pray to God I make you the same
Spirit of the warrior, it runs strong in my vein
It's all in my name
Thank you for loving my wife
Most importantly thanks for giving me life
I love you mom
I remember (I remember)
A warm December (a warm December)
Through the cold times you nurtured us with sunshine
No need to worry no more, I think you done fine
We give thanks that we were fashioned after you're design
You're one of a kind, you're love keeps us all alive [x3]
[Verse 2: Oracle]
The year was 1576
A little young boy was put on a slave ship
How could he know that soon he would be
The most important link in my entire family tree?
Skin like burnt brass, hair like lamb's wool
Looked like young Jesus trapped in shackles
Watching his mother get tackled
By some Portuguese merchants
As she screamed out African curses and spells
Condemning them to Hell
For thinking they could sell her first born child across ocean tides
She yelled out to the people from her tribe,
"Make sure my little boy can stay alive"
‘Cause she planned to die right in front of his eyes
So the warrior spirit would forever cry
Inside his heart and soul and he'll break the mold
Of living timidly for the sake of reaching an old-
Age. That wasn't the way she was raised
She'd rather pass on this day than be a caste away
Getting hit by bare fists and leather whips
"May I feel no pain" were the only words from her lips
She gave her son a glare, that of a lioness
And began to wrestle the merchants like she was tireless
Biting, punching, kicking
Being guided by spirit and intuition
Could you imagine this vision this boy had to bear?
Trying to tear apart the chains
But it was all in vain, he just screamed her name
Over and over again
Trying to send angels of God to go and protect his mom
His voice penetrated the musty air
And cleared the atmosphere for three spirits to appear
And they hovered above his mother
The boy cried to them how much he'd love her
And he couldn't live without the hugs she gave
He'd be a slave forever
As long as they took her to a better place
His heart began to race
As he saw his mother's spirit leave her dying body with grace
And her essence shined in the presence of the divine
And she looked down at her body getting beaten at the same time
A look of disbelief was on the son's face
As his mother's spirit came over to him and gave him an embrace
The boy felt as if he was in paradise
All the other people on the ship saw bright lights
The merchants ran in fright
Calling for the captain
There was no logic to explain what had happen
All the Africans in chains started clapping
‘Cause the boy helped his mother's spirit find Heaven
I remember (I remember)
A warm December (a warm December)
Through the cold times you nurtured us with sunshine
No need to worry no more, I think you done fine
We give thanks that we were fashioned after you're design
You're one of a kind, you're love keeps us all alive
You're one of a kind, you're love keeps us all alive
You're one of a kind, you're love keeps us all alive