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    RZA »

    RZA The Birth (Broken Hearts) текст песни

    The Birth (Broken Hearts)

    Yeah, you knowwhatimean?

    Cuz yo, this right here

    Is called Knowledge of Self

    When you apply that to yourself, you know yourself

    You understand, yo, it’s gonna get your third eye opened

    You can see things for what they are, and not what they appear to be

    Wanna kick the knowledge and pass this information to you?

    Yo, there go the God right there, yo Peace, Born Knowledge

    Peace God (Peace what up Bobby?)

    Yo, yo… don’t even call me Bobby no more, man (What I call you?)

    My name is Prince Rakeem (Today’s Mathematics?)

    I see Today’s Mathematics is being wisdom

    Let me explain to you this way, God, the way I see it

    Ever since my Birth (no one there!)

    I’ve had no one to care (worried all I know… yeah!)

    They say wisdom, is the wise words spoken

    By a brother attemptin’ to open

    The graves, of these mentally dead slaves

    Who’ve been lost on a cross, for decades

    And centuries, lookin’ for the liberty

    But receive nothin’, but misery

    And hard times, and things of that nature

    By the devil in a genocide caper

    Little Boy Peep, has lost his sheep

    But I found ‘em, in a deep long sleep

    Nine thousand miles away from home

    Livin’ the life of a modern-day Flintstone

    We the people, supposed to be equal

    But the men who wrote that, they was evil

    Slave owners, who did not include us

    They just used us, and abused us

    First they trick you, then mentally kill you

    And use technologies, to rebuild you

    This whole plan was a perfect scam

    See that’s why they called it, the Six Million Dollar Man

    Six is the limitation of the Devil

    In the Million square miles of land that he settles

    Put you in a three piece suit, give you loot

    Chemicals in your head to make you look cute

    They use you as a fool to deceive your own people

    And fillin’ my children head with pins and needles

    But I’ll take out the pins you inserted

    And I’ll avenge all my mothers that you murdered

    And brutalized, by this modern form of slavery

    To speak the truth it takes bravery

    And no man could stop my flow

    Because I know what I speak and I speak what I know

    What, becomes of a broken family?

    Dreams are crushed and there’s no more family

    Yo, as a life can be slowed down 20 frames per second

    Seen through Panavision

    The inner light inside my mind’s shines expands the prism

    A man of wisdom, victorious and the glorious

    Sight beyond sight we stand up as Divine Warriors

    Who smite with the mighty right hand of God

    Yield the holy sword, swings the holy rod

    Then bathe in the pond of Nirvana, escape the realm of Karma

    Allow the true grace of God to shine through my persona

    And build the reconstructional terms that’s constructive

    As we destroy the negative germs that’s destructive

    Productively, sincerely, we uphold the righteous banner

    With the gold touch of Midas, mold the righteous hammer

    And anvil, to the sound of Man-drill

    Ignite to the speed of light cause time to stand still

    Rewrite the script of Egypt, who made the Holy Bible

    Or Koran, how long ago, who made the Holy Title?

    Of I Self Lord And Master, who control the vital

    Parts of your heart, who wrote the wise recitals?

    Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, Arm-Leg-Leg-Arm-Head

    Still puzzled like the jigsaw



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