Black God Lyrics

Fear of a Black Village

Fear of a Black Economy Fear of a Black Planet

Fear of Black Autonomy

Fox News steady keep

Tellin’ me what I ought to be Will I sell me a record

If on records

I speak honestly?

Truthfully speaking

Most the media is CIA

They in the hood

And I don’t mean where the negroes stay Up to no good

They play games that we don’t play

But it’s all good

The Empire crumbles day by day

I looked in the mirror

And behold I saw God inside

She asked me My Child it’s Time

Are you down to ride?

Fulfilling my destiny

There is no compromise

Dedication perseverance and sacrifice Fear!

They really do Fear you

It’s weird

Cuz they wanna get near you

Fear of our Black Children

Fear of a Black Mob

Fear of Black Potential Fear of the coming of the (Black God)

Fear!

They really do Fear you

And It’s weird

Cuz they wanna get near you

Love!

They really do love you

But it’s weird cuz they wanna be above you

I’m Dr. Manhattan of Rappin’

No Cappin

I’m saying

Crackers used to call us monkeys Cuz we Super Saiyans Bloodstained sheets

Are for that bed that You can lay in Murdered millions for a dollar

No amount of praying

Could help you out

It’s Really Close To Midnight And the Wolves are out

Full Moon we in tune

So very close to doom

So fuck ya corporation Karmas coming

Time is racing

Thoughts are racing Heart is pacing

Zhāxį Délè. Blessings, and may all auspicious signs come to this environment.

As we are gathered here today, it is incumbent on us

To recognize that we are assembled on the ancestral home of the indigenous Lenni-Lenape

Native-American nation and to acknowledge that the fortune

Of our lives have been founded on not only the historical and present

Misfortune of others, but also the heroic endeavors

Of those who refuse to acquiesce to injustice and brutality

Those who take a stand to oppose greed and ruthlessness, as the Lenni-Lenape have done.

Okay, Stand up

Lemme see you stand up

Gone head and put them bands up

To lift ya fellow man up

Niggas talkin’ bout we need another black billionaire Ask em do they really share

Then ask me if I really care

I’m focused on the garden

In the backyard

I’m growing veggies, fruits and herbs

Nigga, That part

And You can play dumb to the world

But better act smart

And Don’t be fooling when you pooling

With these fat sharks

Shit get deep

And I

Try not let it get to my head And I ain’t Black bitch

That label is dead

Native to the land

Like my Grandmama said

And only a fool would believe that Their ancestors dead

Black God