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    PREFACE TO PARADISE

    what i say

    in this wonderful day many will greet the new translation

    with either joy or dread

    and upon the throne shall sit a man

    with a crown of snakes upon his head

    and his followers will curse the living 

    and give blessings and praise to the dead

     

    what i say

    will people decifer the word 

    written using ink from the well of life

    or will they blink in the face of strife

    giving eloquent presentations of the word

    insuring a false kings coronation

     

    what i say

    who will search for the word 

    within a circle of supreme love

    be it big or small

    or will we minister strength and blessings

    to powerful men who dont want it at all

     

    what i say

    can we paraphrase the word

    and then devine what the spirits say

    while ignoring wisdom from the mouth of babies

    searching in our madness to find a way

     

    is this my preface to paradise

    children tell me i really need to know

    is the word my only true vice

    show me a sign

     

    what i say

    them rude boys who take

    from the man who would willingly 

    let his heart stop beating to empower the black mans pride

    one fine day they will wash up upon the delaware bay

    with snakes growing inside

     

    what i say

    they will beg forgiveness 

    and bow at the feet of a simple prophet man

    speaking in a language no one 

    but he who knows his true name will understand

    but when the spirits are in transit 

    no one can stop the outcome my brave

    he who takes from himself 

    will revert back to being a slave

     

    what i say

    deliver me to the mercy of the almighty now

    show me the way to the meaning of my mental amplification

    let my spiritual revelation be my lasting declaration

    i declare myself to be a man of i am

    commit my soul to the day of dedication

    when all who decieve shall a lifetime grieve

    and all those who mislead shall at nightime 

    be forced to beed

     

    ya cant kill the almighty nuh

    ya cant kill the almighty suh

    this is my preface to paradise

    to i and i most supreme my life is now committed

    never will i think twice

    to give my life for the everlasting light

     

    what i say

    will i live to see the day

    my limbs tremble with wisdom and age

    or will the page that revealed my true name

    be the quavering of my voice when called by the sage

    shall i denounce tredipation and begin a silent count

    to see that man in robes of white performing

    the sermon on the mount

     

    what  i say

    here is for my saving grace

    a final conclusion

    only when i have ignored the vapor mist

    of spirits dancing around have i wallowed in confusion

    for all men and women have a calling 

    that they must pass through to know if they really are men and women

     

    what i say

    i dont judge men lest they judge themsevles

    too many who get praise got a goat head high on the shelf

    making promises to god

    playing to another god of their design

    biding their time

    not paying for their crimes

    but ready to drop the dime on me and mine

     

    what i say

    life is too brief to be a petty brabo(quick to anger)

    but what is the solution when ya blood is boiling

    building pyramids to pharaohs in concrete jungles

    sweating and toiling

    for the right to give ya meager earnings back to the sons of pharaoh

    oh no

    brother let that boiling blood flow

    back to ya brain

    only a mongrel can be trained

     

    AND DEM BURNIN

    SACRED TEXTS CONCERNING

    THE REAL LIFE OF CHRIST CAN'T BE LEARNING

    WHEN YA SOUL IS YEARNING

    TO BE GOLD AND NOT STIRLING SILVER

    SATISFIED WITH SECOND PLACE PLACE

    IN THE RAT RACE

    A PEOPLE DISPLACED BY A PLOT INTERLACED WITH EVIL

    SOULS ENCASED WITH THE DISGRACE

    THE BITTER TASTE OF HAVING THE FAINT TRACE

    OF A GLORIOUS HERITAGE BURININ LIKE EMBERS

    HOW CAN WE KNOW OUR TRUE NAMES IF WE CAN'T REMEMBER

    THE REAL NAME OF OUR MOTHERLAND

    what i say

    PREPROGRAMMED TO HATE YA PERMANENT TAN

    BLAMING THE WHITE MAN

    FOR OUR INDESCRETIONS WHEN THE LESSONS

    OF LIVING IN THIS HELLISH MAZE WHERE TOLD IN THE DAYS

    BEFORE THE MAYFLOWER

    THINKIN DAT POWER COME FROM A PENIS

    BUT MON THE RED DUST ON MARS AIN'T STRONGER

    THAN THE CONSTANT WINDS BLOWING ON VENUS

    NOW NOTHING BETWEEN US

    AND HELL BUT THE CHARRED SMELL

    OF BODIES BURINING IN FURSTRATION

    what i say

    AND THE CHILDRAN NOW DEFY THE LAWS

    ADULTS NOT HAVING THE ANSWERS JUST SAYIN BECAUSE

    I SAID SO

    CHILD HAVE FAITH

    BUT FAITH IS LATE LIKE BUS AT THE  STOP WHERE MY PEOPLE PATIENTLY WAIT

    FOR A RIDE TO BABYLON'S GARDENS

    RIGHT BEFORE OUR EYES WE SEE THE CHILDRAN HARDEN LIKE CARBON

    THEIR SOULS BEING DARKENED BY THE RADIOACTIVITY

    OF OUR ADUILT PSEUDO PHILOSOPHY

    what i say

    POLLUTE WHAT YA CAN'T REFUTE

    YET SALUTE WHAT GROW FROM SATANIC ROOTS

    IN CAHOOTS WITH THE ACUTE SENSE OF NOTHINGNESS

    NOITHING TO BLESS OR STAUNCH THE BLOOD FLOWING FROM WE CHEST

    TRYING TO DECOMPRESS WHILE WE INGEST

    THE PUTRID WATERS CONTAMINATED

    WITH THE WASTE PRODUCTS OF THE HATED

    what i say

    THIS IS MY PREFACE TO PARADISE

    I AND I BETRAYED BEFORE THE COCK CROW TWICE

    MY SOUL SOLD LIKE CHEAP MERCHANDISE

    MY MOTHER SAYIN BOY ACT REAL NICE

    BUT THE COPS IN VICE GOT ME STORED IN A DEVICE

    THAT KEEPS ME FROM REACHING AND PREACHING LIKE THE CHRIST

    what i say

    WARS MUST COME CHILDRAN BUT THE END IS NOT YET

    STORE YA FOOD AND WATER BUT DON'T FORGET

    THAT THEM RUDE BOYS KNOW HOW TO STEAL

    THEM BULLETS IS REAL

    AND THEM NATIONS OF ALL NATIONS WILL RISE

    AGAINST EACH OTHER

    YOUR ENEMY YESTERDAY WILL NOW BE YOUR BROTHER

    THE DEMON WEARING AN UNDERCOVER DISGUISE

    WILL PRY YA SOUL FROM YOUR BODY WITH LIES UPON LIES

    RISE PEOPLE RISE

    THE DAWN SOON COME BECAUSE NO MAN CAN STOP THE SUN

    FROM SHINING OR GOD FROM DEFINING YOUR TRUE DESTINY

    walk with me

    what i say

    talk with me

    what i say

    share a herb stalk with me

    what i say

    let us find a way to build our conscience like the ethiopians built them pyramids in egypt

    find a way

    what i say

    let us lead the way

    what i say

    bcuz ya cant live yesterday today or tomorrow half way

     

    ya cant kill the almighty nuh

    ya cant kill the almighty suh

     

    preface to paradise

    story of jah people plight

    no wrong is wrong if strong is the fight

    to reclaim the right to walk into paradise

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    • 18 September 2011
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