[Intro: The Reverend William Burk] It's time, here we go It's time, here we go Yo
[The Reverend William Burk] Ay yo, my (?) blaze equality and think like Marc' Garvey Be Godly, and organize an army that live out the legacy I hardly waste artillery when I bustin' up lyrically The Hennessy got a brother ready to kill my enemies This industry is waitin' for me, sittin' perfectly Filled to the capacity with garbage MC's I'm like a cold breeze in a mist of a hundred degrees I will cure the world disease, keepin' honeys on their knees Bustin' lyrics for the G's, leavin' rappers screamin' \"Please!\" Makin' sisters wearin' weaves change to afros and caribes I rhyme healthy and naturally, passionately No albums'll come out after me, they all be scared of tragedy If you had a choice between dirty and clean, Water, which would you choose, Burk is pure, nahmean? Styles are so numerous, to testin' this is ludicrous It's just a testament to show how long I been doing this My sword is sharp and every dart is from the heart, regardless Devour these rappers on the mic claimin' that they the hardest Just because you bust a rhyme doesn't make you an artist I'm ready to die like Notorious, life ain't glorious The weight upon my shoulders is ridiculous, enormous In this damn game of life I try to give my best performance I wanna win it as a team, but I ain't even scoreless Lyrically beautiful verses, stylish, (?) and gorgeous
[Chorus: The Reverend William Burk] We need knowledge cause wit' it we can take the world hostage And wisdom, with wisdom we can overthrow the system Understandin', to know the things we can and can't change 'Cause life's a strange game, and no, nothing stays the same Need knowledge cause wit' it we can take the world hostage And wisdom, with wisdom we can overthrow the system Understandin', to know the things we can and can't change 'Cause life's a strange game, and no, nuthin' stays the same
[The Reverend William Burk] I kinda figured what was learned in the cradle lasts to the grave My ancestors were slaves, nowadays still waitin' on the payment I kick a verse for my liberation, avoid incarceration Predicted cause of my death'll be assassination My vicious army's based upon the principles of Garvey Returnin' to Africa, safaris, livin' Godly, 'cause North America hardly nurtures They only make us murder for the dollar, blue collar, livin' the squall of poverty No opportunity, no unity, they distribute drugs and guns in our community Police beat brothers brutally, now they got the AIDS virus to stop us from reproducin' Causin' confusion, I think it's more than coincidence That it's movin' through Africa rapidly, creatin' tragedy, In this war (?) live we've had two hundred million casualties What is it what causes them to stoop to levels Way beyond the darkness of a demon or a devil The insurrection, runnin' plantations, modern day enslavement, miseducation We want our payment, this ain't entertainment This is true to life oral tradition Went from livin' in Africa to America, in the projects or prison When the beat breaks it makes legs shake and treble causin' earthquakes To crack mineral, lyrical is critical, the game is gettin' rather ridiculous All my sentences are stayin' on point, other lyricists are impotent I'm rhymin vigorously, seriously, intimately on a track Beautifully with the rap, usually comin' phat Puttin' suckers on their backs, causin' heart attacks Combat unnaturally, (?) through your fantasy Casually I walk on stage with my faculty (And/in back up/of me?) we radically reload the clips and shootin' automatically And brothers know not to come and test, or else tragedy
