1.Cab Ride (Opening)
(Cab driver) Shabazz {Razah}
(Where do you go to my friend？ Where you go to？)
I'm saying, we trying to go to Red Hook - Um
(Oh no too dangerous, get the f＊＊k out, get the f＊＊k out)
C'mon man, c'mon man, look, hold up, hold up
We just got off the train, we just came from Amsterdam
We're tired, jet lag, we gotta get home
All you gotta do - jump on the Bell Parkway West
Exit the Airport, jump on Bell Parkway
(Ok, ok, slow down, slow down, say it again)
Aiight, look - Bell Parkway West
{Right by the Brooklyn Bridge}
Right, and then when you get off
You take Exit 26B, you get off
Go around the Battery Tunnel
To Columbia Street, make a right
And let us out right there
Columbia and West ninth
Matter of fact you can let us off by
The school yard, so you don't gotta go into the buildings
And we can walk from there
So you can just get outta there youknawimsaying
Yeah man, how much man？ How much man？
(Ok, $40 dollars)
$40 dollars, c'mon man, like seriously
{$40 dollars man from JFK to Red Hook}
You serious？ $40 dollars, you don't wanna make niggas jump out
($35 'cause I like your music, $35)
Yo, my hood is six-stories with OGs build and sip 40s
With shorties ahead of the game who want glory
They on me like Sherlock Holmes when they record me
I wait for the spy to call that wanna off me
I'm bossy, my mind is costly
It's all 'cause I'm frosty and got hammer for the thief that
cross me
I'm the nail in this coffin or it's crucifixion
That ain't caught 'em up a brand new coupes and sixes
Son I'm better off investing in that loot for business
It's ok we ain't here to scoop your wizards
Leave killers open minded like their roof was missing
Left bow show y'all dealers how to use that kitchen
Where I'm at ain't no popping off shooting and missing
You be getting left holy like a new religion
It's the Red Hook Rabbi, Renaissance Child
When we spit they gotta bring it up to seminars now
{Yo make a left then make a right}
Yeah, make a right right here
Make a right right here
{Make a right right here}
(Where？ Where？ Where？ Where？)
Right here, right here
Make a right right here, yeah, Columbia
{Get off right here, right here}
Right, right
Now, go two blocks (Aight)
Aiight now you see where it goes like a like a pyramid？
Stay to the left, that's still Columbia
That way we go hit the ninth street
Alright, yeah, yeah, right here, right here, right here
See the school yard, right here, yeah, alright
2.Welcome To Red Hook Houses
(Bazz talking)
Come around my way
(Welcome to Red Hook Houses)
Come around my way
(The home of Klein and Saye)
Come take a ride with me
(Matty Rich)
Come get high with me
(T.H.U.G. Angelz)
And take y'all to a hood that's vibe
(Carmelo Anthony)
Show y'all mothaf＊＊kas what defines me
(Uncle Cliff - Dumar)
It's Red Hook, you know the name ring bells
G.G. last stop, nigga welcome to hell
It's like a maximum facility; your block is ya cell
And yo we see mad niggas get bucked but never tell
It's like a mandatory life no parole
Under the Rico Law
To land the glory trifling souls in them Puerto wars
Bet on the cocoa, whole hood is flooded with Bloods and Locas
Shorties will f＊＊k you with two Sheikh's up in the cho cha
The staircase's like the Juvi max, you be laugh
This ain't a movie black, adolecents put 2 in ya coogie hat
It's a booby trap and the lobby is known for robberies
Flooded with felons and everybody selling and briberies
Stuck you with the pistol, niggas will stick for the brick or
crystal
Slide up the chain and the ring and the shit off the wrist too
Frisk ya, with the pop use the fifth and lift
You pop the shit to whistle
To increase the profit steering the fiscal
Judges and prosecutors be trying to send us to God
'Cause they know when we pop them shooter yo we finish the job
Trying to indict the whole operation
But the 76 precinct don't be getting no cooperation
And f＊＊k the time we facing
Catch you casing population
The hood mentality max out like 'Pappy' Mason
When we pull it we use it, when we use it we mean it
We keep a bullet for those who cross us and talkers who seen it
This is the hood of the illest niggas who did it
Few got away with it, some got indicted and some got acquitted
You saw the article on Don Diva with the Godfather crime
The Brooklyn Don for all you non-believers
Welcome to Red Hook, this ain't Jamrock
F train Smith and ninth get off last cart
Nighttime playgrounds turning to coke spots
'Narcs on the rooftops photos snap shots
Now they got cameras and RoboCop watch
Crack head's brain dead that'll sell you an X-BOX
Shell shocked grand-pops tatted his teardrops
Blocks been locked before the Mayor was egg-cotch
Now the rent is high, price offer it three strikes
Whites wanna rename the Liberty Heist now
Shooters on the dirt-bikes sending them kites now
There's no more parole so they giving us life now
(They give us 45 now)
This be the home where Capone became Scarface
And if you get in the cab it could be a car chase
If you ain't walking with faith this is the wrong place
Its pissy elevators and late court dates
Tape 38's raping plenty weights
They're still moving that weight from off the staircase
It's crazy Joe Gallows, neighbors of Castellano
You won't make it pass the Verrazano
You move a ki like a grand piano
'Cause we them Red Hook Black Sopranos
(Bazz talking)
And Red Hook stand up
And new project stand up
And poor block stand up
And welfare Allan stand up
Flag pole stand up
AVE. stand up
The Sly town stand up
Lorraine street, Paradise stand up
(Razah talking)
Yeah, 30 Woods stand up
West ninth stand up
8-11 stand up
Crazy corner stand up
Paying place stand up
Chavous block stand up
New way stand up
Red Hook stand up
3.Jail Saga
(＊Phone conversation＊)
(Shabazz talking)
Yeah, it's that Juvi shit
That hair pins and dubi shit
That push it right through me shit
Whadup？
Y'all lil Juvi's man - pay attention
(Chorus) Bazz 2x
His first time up North lil nigga slipped the tongue up
In the mess hall throwing that ol' thirty-one up
Poked 'em up in the yard, Juvi had to cough a lung up
Shit got too deep behind the wall, so we hung up
Shells from the fifth grazed 'em
When the stick-up goons rushed the crib to wave 'em
He had a vest on and shit saved 'em
My son stay watching that money moving
He stayed in the kitchen shaving
He was a victim of plague of Erebus
Sixteen on that ride up the Green Haven
A lil Juvi in the real situation
If he don't gang up or hit the prayer rug he straight initiation
Trialed as an adult, murder one and firearms
Won't see the board till 2029, he gon' die a con
A young thug, the judge stay banging and nails in his palm
Son was only thirteen and had to bury his moms
Grew up in Juvi-max, he got stabbed up in Rikers
His first time in the yard, he start pumping for them lifers
They shipped 'em to the mountains, now he in them gang ciphers
They raided his crib, took his lil man's diapers
Blew trial, ain't no cute cards like Michelle Pfeiffer
His pops was a bing plus the moms was a piper
Caught a body and the kid's mom used to change his diapers
Through the head, through the windshield, blood on all the
wipers
Banged up with the cops when them niggas came in and cuff 'em
In the spot breaking bread when their FEDS came in to rush 'em
The first offer was natural life
Nearly dated grim, fate behind that steel barbed wire pearly
gate
On his way in niggas called out his name but he ain't answer
He stabbed the first nigga in General Pop. to get the transfer
Caught a few cases and the judge ain't throwing 'em out
Mad niggas he done clap, was controlling the house
Six months in he got weight by his bunkie
Shit got too deep behind the wall now he a junkie
Start tripping off patch, f＊＊king up niggas business
Caught a drug charge in, plead bargain for lesser sentence
Pushing through in the yard he got rushed to infirmary
On his way back to God, some of us bleed internally
Thoughts are hanging up in the cell saying his prayers
No more riding shotgun with them hood millionaires
This big boy business, scars come with this life
The hood is jail, we all business, bars come with this life
My son was raised as a bastard, his moms was a straight fiend
He hung up, was in this casket at State Green
(Chorus) Bazz 2x
4.Obituary (E.B.G.G.)
At times I sit and wonder if you really hear me
I remember November 22nd very clearly
I was 14 a man barely
Came out the same school as Mr. Daily
Now it's God's grace and hail Mary
I'm tight leery, saw a burner and a Bible near me
The night I wrote this on this paper had my eyes teary
So we celebrate your life yearly
The way we lost G was unfairly and wary
Know'am'sayin'？ This bugging me out right now
Just thinking about it
We doing this two days from your birthday, damn
We use to slap box on poor block and bop 'cause our skully tops
You always gave Herbie props, walking to the barbershop
Knots in your sneaker box and really love cry a lot
You flip when they shot Charles, told me from my first charge
F train me and Todd held it down behind bars
You seen to have loyalty from that day we had a bond
Your legacy carry on, I still go and see your moms
Oh yeah you an uncle now, Jeremiah talking now
You got a nephew now baby
I could see you playing with 'em now
Adrian and Mike miss ya, Lisa was your big sister
Moms still got the pictures, please tell Allah forgive us
Damn this gon' get me chills, it must of been God's will
But seeing you and my pops, both of y'all in Rosehill
Demons saying go kill, Angels saying go Bill
And open up the seal for the Twelve Tribes of Israel
I see your eyes every move, watching over all your goons
I wrote this in my living room, rest in peace Glenn Grooms
November 22nd, 1991
The Orbituary
It was Tuesday August 21st, 1990
The day my life changed could never put this moment behind me
Ten in the morning he was making a sale
On Paradise where he lost his life, fresh outta jail
In '86 we bagged the first brick, we looked up to Kline
When you caught that gun charge we quoted lessons during phone
time
My whole life flashed through your mind before you ascended
This one morning why you ain't practice 2nd Amendment？
C'mon Rob, man, don't go front on me man
We ball our arms in the staircases clutching our palms
Saying a thug's prayer, walk with no fear, the Book of Psalms
Right now I'm saluting the God while I'm standing at this podium
With a black heart, eyes full of tears, tasted sodium
LP - you've been through a lot but God is with you
And when I make it heaven I'm coming back to get you
The Eulogy of Eric Barrier of Rakim
Hold me a place behind the gate man, you and Supreme
Rest in peace, Ms. Carroll and Sandra, damn
He leaves to mourn the whole MPP
Little sis' Tutti, Erica and my man LP
Last time I saw you I tried to pull out your casket man
I smelled roses for seven days while I fasted man
I wish I could had them shells at your neck that went through
you
Clip up, find a nigga who did it and send 'em to you
It was my worst day, my brother Ra last Earth day
We cremated him, August 26th on his birthday
(Bazz talking)
Word, me and Shakim was the last ones at your wake man
Word, they trying to close the casket man
I'm ready to... beat them niggas up man
Word, I'm looking at you, picking you up
He was bare foot with the suit on man
Yo, that was the most hardest thing I ever dealt with my life
man
Word, and still can't even deal with it man
(Razah talking)
Pss, I remember Glenn man
Remember he told us man; yo we gotta slow down man
Said one of us gon' get hurt real bad man
I ain't never though it was gon' be you man
Word
5.My Brother's Keeper
(Sample)
'Whatever happened to am I my brother's keeper huh？
You know what happened to it'
(Sam Cooke sample)
I asked my brother, brother help me
I've asked my brother, will you help me？
I asked my brother, brother help me
(Razah talking)
T.H.U.G. Angelz
Rubiez
Sapphire we don't need no help now
We was tighter then Arnold and Willis, when it was hood cries
Closer then Michael and J.J. from 'Good Times'
I gave you my brotherly love to keep a good mind
Would give you the shirt off my back to see the sunshine
Never thought you'd choose the ways that Judas paved
Or sell me out to devils for thirty pieces of shackles
My loyalty and trust was better then gold medals
But niggas wanna see you in graves with rose pedals
Was raised off Isely Brothers inside our mothers
How the f＊＊k money could make us despise each other？
I open up my door; we slept on the same floors
We swore we would ride out sure for one cause
Not knowing you would stab my back with no swords
But hate is a devilish trait that fill morgues
And love in the atmosphere could heal sores
Even though you bit me twice I gave my hands
DAMN!!!!
(Chorus) Razah
I asked my brother, could you help me？
You was wealthy, how could you shelf me？
I asked my brother, could you help me？
I still made it out young and healthy
I asked my brother, could you help me？
I asked my brother, could you help me？
You was wealthy, how could you shelf me？
I still made it out young and healthy
(Interlude) Bazz
Ain't no more brotherly love; it's strictly Cain and Abel
Ain't no more honor amongst us they send you to them angels
Niggas that fill you with slugs and help the judge hang you
They tried to feed me the crumbs that fell off their table
They tried to use me as a tool and get rich off my labor
Showed the same behavior of those who crucified the Savior
The duty of the wise to civilize the 85-percent
Even my own brothers cast stones, strung out on a lot of dents
I asked brother, can you please help me feed the seeds？
I asked brother, can you please help my hoods in need？
They got the same spirit as Judas thinking they're Ramesses
They got the holiest titles but with no rugs and deeds
Consumed by greed, so they thieved all the proceeds
Niggas left me for dead, left me out here to bleed
Like they rather seed my whiz rocking that widowsry
Leaning over me in the coffin crying on the knees
For few shiny nickels you turned your back on the Nation
To them you're just another buck wheat on plantation
They turned their back and they contribute to our furthers
Stole our blesses and didn't divide inherit us (We want it
back!)
While they negated communities lavishly living
The only gated community we inhabiting is prison
A good Sheppard will always lay his life down for his sheep
He a Good Samaritan; he don't step over 'em like the priest
(Sam Cooke sample)
I asked my brother, brother help me
I've asked my brother, will you help me？
I asked my brother, brother help me
(Sample)
'I am my brother's keeper'
(Chorus) Razah
6.Gang Love
(Chorus) Razah (Bazz)
Bloods, Crips, sets and Latin Kings
I wanna see your wings
(Take the hood back)
The Black Panther Party
Muslim and Godbodies
f＊＊k Illuminati
(Take the hood back)
All the four corner hustlers
G.D.'s and Vice Lords
We swinging Christ swords
(Take the hood back)
All my Hebrew Israelites
With twenty-five to life
We be the sacrifice
(Take the hood back)
Police do whatever the f＊＊k they want
I don't see niggas shooting
All them guns in the hood
Y'all niggas scared of the revolution
This ain't our homeland
That ain't our flag you saluting
We disrespecting the grave of Malcolm and Huey Newton
(Wings up!!) T.H.U.G. Angelz gangbang for liberation
Putting our life up on the line for the black nation
From block to cell blockers worldwide affiliation
f＊＊k that!! Use them CO's as initiation
(It's all genocide)
Let them see what it feel like to bleed from them ox's
Let them niggas see what it feels like to be in them boxes
All my niggas gang-related but we Huey intentions
Middle finger to the law till the day of my sentence
FBI, CIA, them niggas is gangs
ATF, DEA, them niggas is gangs
All the Correctional Officers, them niggas is gangs
All the Police Officers, them niggas is gangs
You know the hood drill pipes bust from the pressure
Got my juvi's flagging up to gangbang on the oppressor
(Ghetto Government Officialz) I'ma G.G. OG
They wanna see me in the bing or see me OD
That ain't happening
(Chorus) Razah (Bazz)
From the early 80's we was known for selling good crack
Now it's 08 we here to take the hood back
Some benefited, convicted, evil was drug addicted
They wanna use us to fix then kick us out the district
It's like we paying them rent to live inside a prison
Hilary Clinton is benefiting them politicians
If Russell Simmons is in it to get a small commission
The more daughters is stripping to pay their intuition
And sons pitching that ye' from off them wooden benches
Is they forgetting 'bout hood niggas for world riches
They sell a small apartments for one million
And that's the minimum next is condominiums
It's crime related from gang signs to mob tithes
We all sinners in God's eyes with heart cries
Too much pride is a dark side for smart guys
'The Overseers' is coming to open up our kids
They built the precinct and court where they could I.D. us
They try to give you a job to rob your ideas
The Dutch settle here, that's 500 years
Or more rebel kids living in the ghetto crib
That wanna take their hood back like Carmelo did
(Outro)
Razah： We gotta take our hood back
Bazz： Word
Bazz： We gotta organize all the gangs in the jails
Razah： The Mexican Mafias
Bazz： Organize all these gangsters
Razah： The Young Lords
Bazz： In the hood
Both： Take the hood back
Razah： All the Rastafarian's
Bazz： Make 'em realize the enemy
Razah： Haitians, MS-13
Razah： No one is exempt from this revolution
Bazz： The Revolution will not be televised but it will be on
YouTube
Both： Take the hood back
7.South Brooklyn (The Anthem)
Raziel, Seraphim, wings up
T.H.U.G. Angelz, Red Hook Projects
Fuck out the way, man
Here come the R-E, D-H, Double O, K
And you know we, gon' bring, trouble your way
The R-E-, D-H, Double O, K
And you know we, gon' bring, trouble your way
Aiyo, my hood is like a max yard, it's all ganged out
When shit got real silent, niggas was bout to bang out
When them pitchers was in the kitchen, chipping off a mouse
Your credibility wasn't hood, niggas missed the count
I seen kingpins pay off cops, them missed a suite
And clapped, they arrest an officer when they got back on the
streets
They workers had to walk a fourteen story ledge
Coming short, while they boss was clapping at they head
This kid caught eighteen in his head no the stoupe
When they pulled the sheets off him, shit look like a soup
I seen this nigga make the whole hood pay him taxes
Twenty percent of your block, he that nigga in all the maxes
We right off Exit 26B, B.Q.E.
F Train, Smith ＆ 9th, last stop on the G.G.
Last stop on the 61 bus, or the 77
The home of Klein and Jess, out here, it ain't no fucking heaven
Don't come out here to see a chick or to a party
If they ain't certified gangsta, it don't matter if you know
somebody
It's thirty one buildings, nigga, shit is the bing
Have that thing when you get off the train, cuz you in Red Hook
Houses
We putting heaters to they face, and give 'em some sideburns
And got they shine on, now it be our turn
He just a clone from a sample of my sperm
These old rappers washed up and they got worms
That's my word, when that slider and served
I'm Babe Ruth in the booth, knock it out of the 'burbs
Have you heard？ Razah and Bazz emerge
Counting euro's in Hamburgh, Germany dough
You too big, you get sent to the infarmary flow
You be the type that be calling C.O., I turn prisoners to G.G.O.
Tune in, wanna see my show？ We be another bracket, straight
jacket flow
Ya'll niggas better play more D, and get a point guard
I got plenty of bars, that will annoint ya'll
Head nodding with shame, and disappoint ya'll
I'm trying to turn these rhymes into a black card
You know power, respect, pussy and fast cars
Without loyalty, you ain't making it that far
They try to bury a star, inside a graveyard
But when I die on this earth, I'm out the universe
Feel me？ Raziel, youknowhatimsaying
Seraphim, T.H.U.G. Angelz
Wings up, this one, freestyle 101
Knowhatimsaying, you don't need no gun for ya'll niggas
Trouble your way...
Yeah, '08, ya'll got a problem
Start re-recording, freestyle, fee style
However you want it, youknowhatimsaying
Our credibility is good, what
Yo, we out of here, man, wings up, nigga
8.Audiobiography (Remix)
Audiobiography
Living stories
Faced upon real street stories of the Renaissance Child
Hip-Hop saga, it's what you get man
It all started with Preme
Back in '91, fresh on the scene
Mad Mob was the team of our Red Hook dream
We used to gun sling to get CREAM off of crack fiends
In the hallway, rollin' weed, the sunflower seeds
Thirteen when I lost my moms
Fourteen I got locked with Twin, we when to Spafford then
Fifteen they took one of my men, Big Glen
In the building, back then my pain began
Traybag had the fame of the pen, he must of seen I could win
I used to breakdance, the mad little spins
So he taught me and Sunny to write
Up in my lab late nights, rollin' dice, him, Supreme and Mike
We was live and direct to Da Last Future
For my first rhyme, and now 4th my producer
Had a style that my projects wasn't used to
Started hangin' with them drug dealers and them boosters
Up in John J rappin' in the school hallway
I got mad ass, even ask Foxy and Gav
Had the hood on smash then I linked with Bazz
We used to build and front, dazz' about fuckin' with Wu
Me and 7th did 'Livin' In Hell'
Pressed up it independent, not knowin' if a record'd would sell
Rae and Ghost made 'Heaven ＆ Hell', while we was hearin' it
Meanwhile we thinkin' it was all coincidence
'Mental Combat', the b-side, the style： battle rap
I was rated X, next heard 'Meth vs. Chef'
Not to notice we was snake bitten
Sunz of Man did this track with the RZA 'As It Was Written'
And then Nas came out with 'It Was Written'
Same time 'Verbal Intercourse' started hittin'
Basically I see it like... you know？
Like when we reflect light... youknowI'msayin'？
I expected to shine... youknowI'msayin'？
So, what it is is like a reflection of what we did,
knowI'msayin'？
So like those was like little seeds of shit that we did
We planted and they didn't even know that we was plantin'
You know this beautful harvest...
I see it, me and Preme back, young enough
I see it...
It all began at the age of sixteen
Me and my brothers Rah and Sha had a million dollar scheme
Runnin' with Kline at the time, we was gettin' that CREAM
Goin' hard under the buildings with Black and Supreme
When the scheme failed a teen went to jail, Rah got murdered
I was facin' three to nine when the jury read the verdict
On trial for a hundred and forty-four crack vials
Suited up in court, wiz pregnant with my first child
Beat the case, felt rap and started pursuin' my dream
I was the nicest in the hood, journey brought me the CREAM
The first song I recorded was 'Make it or Die Trying'
In '91, way before 'Get Rich or Die Trying'
We formed the Mad Mob, I filmed 'Party With a Tec'
In all my videos I always rocked a bulletproof vest
Of course my Pops, Uncle Mookie got shot in the dead
And Kline Sr. and Supreme just got locked in the feds
The late eighties was Hades hip-hop, save a nigga
Got discovered by the RZA, debuted with Gravediggaz
Platinum out the gate for my first verse on 'Diary'
Number one on Hot 9 for three weeks, the world admired me
Toured the Holy West with the Clan, was well respected
Me and Priest got a demo deal with Atlantic Records
We both had a plan to introduce the fam
We featured Prodigal and Razah, the birth of the Sunz of Man
Rae and Ghost gave my style to the enemy
I left the situation, signed a contract with Penalty
After 'Crime Saga' and 'Death be the Penalty'
I left the label, released 'Street Parables' independently
Was crowned the underground king of Europe for my show
Big Pun told me 'Crime Saga' inspired his flow
In '96 I told Big Lez I'm God Son on RapCity
In '98, Nas tatted the shit across his belly
They knew what they was doin', like...
We wanted to be different, that's what made us who we was
KnowwhatI'msayin'？ We didn't wanna do the shit that the program
said to do
KnowI'msayin'？ So we went against the system
Everybody went with the system
That's what brought Sunz of Man together as a group
Every last individual spit some intellectual street shit
Some deep true poetic project crazy shit
'Since a seed' 'I have a dream' -＞ KRS-One
'The battles, the tears' -＞ Guru 'It's in the streets'
'Since a seed' 'I have a dream' -＞ KRS-One
'The battles, the tears, licenses and promises' -＞ Guru
9.Apt. 7G (Blacksmiths)
(Razah talking)
Rubiez, Renaissance, The Blacksmith
Established 1976, Heaven Razah
(Chorus) Razah
My revolutionaries dance wit a gun inside slums
Same jungles that the Panthers was from
Independent like 'Sanford and Son'
My heart beat the same drum my ancestors was from
Let me get into it like this
You woke the best rapper 'Buried Alive'
You shoulda kept my name outta your mind
I ain't sign but by the time let's hit 'America Online'
I turn a chirp in time to tarnish your shine
You look airbrush, graphic design
I'm just a wisemen who happen to rhyme
It's just half of my time
You got a lot of cards, money and jewels
You know the rules
I got confident with nothing to lose
I'm old school from that 'Soul Train'
Cold train blues, spit that propane fuel
You an example of what cocaine do
Yeah I'm flammable, heard your two-bars that's pertaining to
Hell Razah sharpness that's sparking up your darkness
Battling my conscious, my rocket ship launches
I ain't off the meter neither
See I'm off the compass
When North, East, West, South feel me I accomplish
Smoke a rap star; roll 'em in the red carpet
And spark it then go reload the AK cartridge
Battle me, I be on some suicidal bomb shit
With C-4 nitrogen underneath the armpit
(Bazz： They ain't ready for you son)
(Interlude) Razah
Yeah, I turn words into a diamond when I start rhyming
The Blacksmith - The Blacksmith
I turn words into a diamond when I start rhyming
The Blacksmith
Razah Rubiez
It's like Osama met Barack Obama and he sold out his honor
For a rocket launcher, I'm like the Loch Ness monster
I conquer; cop a tissue-like Hannibal
I'm wit you like Emmanuel
You wanna be a Renaissance Child？ Get the manual
I'm coming for my royalties down to my mechanicals
Homey I was born a king since the Book of Samuel
Bring along your camera crew so they could see me damage you
Yeah, I spit a 16 Bar Mitzvah
That coulda fucked around and bombed Hitler
Moving the form of a shark's figure
Study my art like a dark picture
Notice the crosses of swastika
Now we raised around cop killers
Oh you a Blood？ Here's a maxi-pad
Now go and flag down a taxi cab
You in the wrath of my aftermath
Like Dead President's burnt cash
It ain't confirmed till it's Ur ash...
That's the word from The Blacksmith
(Chorus) Razah
My revolutionaries dance wit a gun inside slums
Same jungles that the Panthers was from
Independent like 'Sanford and Son'
My heart beat the same drum my ancestors was from
Bang my anthem in the Black Phantom
Controversial so they work the bandom
They get ugly but the verse's handsome
They get ugly but the verse's handsome
10.The Visit
11.Under The Wing
12.Confessions Of A T.H.U.G. Angel (Closing)
(Intro) Razah
So, I hope y'all enjoyed y'all selves
'Cause this is just the prequel
YouknowwhatI'msaying？
Me and Bazz ain't finished wit y'all yet
We just started, youknowhatI'msaying？
T.H.U.G. Angelz
Look out for the album
This just a prequel baby
We ain't playing wit y'all
T.H.U.G. Angelz
Yeah
So yo, I'ma tell you there's two ways outta here;
You can leave by the graveyard - or the prison
Hahahaha!!
This is Red Hook Projects baby!!
I hope y'all had a good time
Hope you make it to the train station
Hahahaha!!
Yo, the whole hood is wilding right now baby
Yeah, T.H.U.G. Angelz
The movement, wings up
El-Razial, Seraphim Shabazz
Wings up, Confessions of a T.H.U.G. Angel
Father forgive me for my transgression in my many obsession
Stretches for them grams and them hand weapons
'Cause rap abuse where every man's destined
I pray my season ain't here as sins I committed as an adolescent
We was consumed by a worldly possession
And when court was in session
Many got indicted for the night in question
I was the product of the hood recession
It's my confession
I understand I hindered my own blesses
'Cause so many widows in the midst they rove
I fasted and carried the casket of all their beloved
For it is by strong faith that I'm driven
Guided down the path where I know if not my ending
And when we reach the gate on that final day of ascending
Thou will be judged; man all of our cases is pending
Until I'm carried to my resting place, rose, bro'
I'm going hard for them front three roads I lead 'em on
(Outro) Bazz
T.H.U.G. Angel coming soon, word
Cop the album, this that up North stone crescent prayer rug
lingo
Confessions of a T.H.U.G. Angel
Them hood scriptures be in manifested from a drug angle
Confessions of a T.H.U.G. Angel
T.H.U.G. Angel coming soon
Razah Rubiez, Razial, wings up
Seraphim, Shabazz, Sapphire
Get ready for them T.H.U.G. Angel
T.H.U.G. Angel international, word
Get ready for the next album
13.144,000
The 144,000
T.H.U.G. Angelz
ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED？!!!!!!!!
Read the manuscript, you can any chance you get
I don't rock no cross, I rock an amulet
I stand in the midst of seven candle sticks
Tamper with a 144,000, God gon' handle it
War's for the birthright - you cherish or abandon it
Raziel Heaven sent, prepare for the predicates
This is for the president insulting our intelligence
My evidence is America was built off devilishment
The Lamb and his Father name was written on our forehead
Ever since the Lord said he fed us the daily bread
The Book of Life versus the Book of Dead
She want my head like John the Baptist
Go tell Herod it ain't happening
Until I lie down in green pastures
'Cause in the casket we all cashless
From ashes to dust back to gases
And your spirit leave your body absent
I rotate around the Earth axis
And if they ask nor I'm no Catholic
Mel Gibson or Ben Affleck
I'm from the projects Public Housing
Book of Revelation still counting
Or who's the 144,000？ The Twelve Tribes
Book of Revelation still counting
Or who's the 144,000？
All behold to the Christ of this rap shit
Ya Lord ah hosting, raw made it my image in likeness
Immortal Ghost, I be thy Angel of the Lord
Malik I deny, from Arabic Seventh highest Heaven I and I
Apocalyptic literature, Babylonian exile
The kneel and palms of Aemilius then Belial
By the powers invested in me, I shall endow
Thy have been warned, but shunned the sound of horns
I bare thee cross in my robe, crown of thorns
Until thee the Son of Man is reborn
It's been too long now the nation has mourned
It's been too long now the nation was scorned
The 144,000 loyalty was foresworned
While persecuted Judas raised his right hand and he sworned
'Thou hast forsaken the Lord, thou will be judged
Utter Lambs Book of Life, thou will be smudged
Over the sands 40 days 40 nights thou will be trudged'
They turned the City of Lust into the City of Blood
But like Barabbas I pay my penalty to the enemy
Granted parole by the industry, y'all shall remember me
The Black clouds departed, the Guiding Light made demons scatter
A hand reach down assisted me up Razah's Ladder
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