Standin tall, rappers in my face, they stall Stutter, softer than melted butter There's no other word, go ask your mother Hard solid as your city ( ? ) Born in Brooklyn, can tell by
preacher from his little wooden desk With a manner sort of awkward and countenance grotesque The simplicity and shrewdness in his Ethiopian face Showed the wisdom
to snitches Women turn to bitches, in the time of harvest We was the smarteest, worshipped Wisdom like the Goddess Now we act retarded, forsook the Wisdom
my brother.. Yo, check this out) {killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn, Royal fam, dreddy kruger} [killah priest] Early natives related to throwns of david Captured by
beginning of knowledge But fools despise the wisdom and instruction Heed the instructions of your father And do not foresake the law of your mother For
Where bears in the woods are chased by Grecian Formula'd bald eagles TV...is mechanized politics remote control over the masses co-sponsored by environmentally
then they gone thats why i tell my sister i love her plus my mom and my brother live for today i know im not promised another (another) you little punk mother
and I, both travel by Life supporting waves of bliss Mother Divine's precious kiss Brings with love the light of wisdom And the gift of eternal freedom To waves and I, both travel by
Days go by like sweet summer breeze I don't know i...can't feel them anymore Give me more of this precious time To bring some light to this young mind, mind, mind Mother
reason to mutilate our mother with fences and borders And obsessive thinking, of proving our individuality Yeah, so what can you do when your fellow man, criminalizes your plan For getting by
great and last, black and white film stars sha'd liked in the past. Taught me a few songs she'd learnt as a child, stunned by her wisdom I listened and
In a room without a view, a new mother smiles And holds the tiny fingers of her brand new baby girl Her husband takes her by the hand, so unsure about
sista girls, yeah She was five foot nine if she didn't wear shoes Body like a goddess, walk by her own rules Reigned supreme over her ghetto kingdom Possessed intellectual wisdom
name when will she get enough of these damn games? Struttin' wit her unbuttoned blouse like it ain't nuttin' Draggin' her wagon, knowin' fellas be flaggin' & frontin' Hopin, by
and all pain as sacrifice... The force of my being is impervious to any weapon crafted by human hands, I am everywhere and the night is my mother, and
Well the good Lord Is such a good Lord With such a good mother too They have blessed me They have blessed me In the good graces of you Now I, I have
stage whether I'm coolin' or thrashin'' Clockin' the concoction created by me When read you read E = the D.O. to the C. Knowledge and the talent that my mother
Through all seeing eyes, scrutinize the world. Syndicate of one. Angered by mankinds affairs. In his divine wisdom, he laid down the guidelines. Laws
