Post by immaculate14 on Feb 9, 2005 15:29:44 GMT -5
to the Raekwon Tribute beat:
Trail of Tears
Aint nothin new under the sun, same go on
i hear the towers babbling...same old song/
pentagon, obelisk risen pride of a fist
realizing man can't match the size of the myth/
i see walk white chalk on black faces
friendly shorelines, footprints, forgotten traces/
peace to Queen Candace, 332 before christ
Alexander was Great, but knew he'd fuck around and lose his life/
before Abraham and blacks came from Ham took Egypt out of Africa
shot the sphinx up, Sudan they after ya
pyramids, papyrus, heiroglyphics
when its black "magic" ,western "divine healing" twisted
from sub gods, to angels, to patron saints
before Michaelangelo was comissioned to paint..
the bible came from byblos, mamelukes and hyskos
kemet, Menes Memhis, Egypt greek Aigyptos/
from crosses, halos, american eagles
to ankhs, sun disk, and the falcon crest of Heru, they knew/
more than ever need witch doctors
scatterd tribes,Shamans, war cries in high pitched octaves/
feathered head dress, took actions where words said less
"lets call em indians" shook hands of equal respect/
thankless,
we come in peace, here yo, take these blankets
a trail of tears, a trail of tears
Trail of Tears
Aint nothin new under the sun, same go on
i hear the towers babbling...same old song/
pentagon, obelisk risen pride of a fist
realizing man can't match the size of the myth/
i see walk white chalk on black faces
friendly shorelines, footprints, forgotten traces/
peace to Queen Candace, 332 before christ
Alexander was Great, but knew he'd fuck around and lose his life/
before Abraham and blacks came from Ham took Egypt out of Africa
shot the sphinx up, Sudan they after ya
pyramids, papyrus, heiroglyphics
when its black "magic" ,western "divine healing" twisted
from sub gods, to angels, to patron saints
before Michaelangelo was comissioned to paint..
the bible came from byblos, mamelukes and hyskos
kemet, Menes Memhis, Egypt greek Aigyptos/
from crosses, halos, american eagles
to ankhs, sun disk, and the falcon crest of Heru, they knew/
more than ever need witch doctors
scatterd tribes,Shamans, war cries in high pitched octaves/
feathered head dress, took actions where words said less
"lets call em indians" shook hands of equal respect/
thankless,
we come in peace, here yo, take these blankets
a trail of tears, a trail of tears