Shabazz The Disciple
"Death Be The Penalty" 12" single
Death Be The Penalty
[Shabazz The Disciple]
Yeah
The once lost disciples, now found
Bound together forever
As I embellish, mentally I nourish
Resuscitate a mindstate that has perished
You shall inherit, his blood I require back to Earth
We rise out of spiritual darkness, six thousand year curse
The lost disciples, bound to the midst of the bottomless pit
Trapped behind the gates of the wicked wilderness
I hear the sound of the trumpets blowin across the heavens
It's calm, prepare for the storm of the sevens
Shabazz The Disciple, the holy exalter
Condemnin those who sacrificin babies on the altar
I hear the cries of innocent black babies who are aborted
And unmercifully slaughtered
Loud screams echo, skulls of angry slaves
Turnin over in their graves
The white sheets are like white flags, you need to wave it
To the soldier of the Lord, the warrior King David
I come to kill and crucify those who trick and lie
In the eyes of the most high
The pale face devil race caucasoid germ
Drafted from original black man's sperm
Thin blooded weak, grafted brain punk
Your power's a third of mine, you drunk funky skunk
How dare you use Jesus name to sheild your broken religion
My tongue be the sword to slash you with precision
The justice system is his, the court'll only acquit him
And 85 percent of y'all are going to hell with him
The walls of hell are closin in, disciples we rose again
The Sunz Of Man chosen men
Like lightning, striking from the East
The Holy Psychiatrist, 4th Disciple and Killah Priest
Unlimited volts of energy, strikin the enemy
The righteous vicinity, death be the penalty
[Kavalier]
Chorus:
So come on and swing it low sweet chariot
Pick up your righteous load and yo then carry it
To a new home and identity
For my people death'll be the penalty
Uhh, and for my peeps I got mad love
Keep your eyes on the prize and you'll rise above
And yo Shabazz, make sure you sing it loud enough
Peacein out to the righteous stay rugged and rough
And y'all get on down, come on now get on down
Swing it low sweet chariot
Get on down, come on now get on down
Swing it low sweet chariot
Lawd, I'm in this culture
The mic and the war join in
Sharpen your sword, we must be aware
Them trick knowledge them use to deceive us
You been plagued with the mental diseases
You worship false portraits of Jesus
The grafted image of worshippin Ceaser
[Shabazz The Disciple]
I hear the snap of my great great grandfather's neck in a noose
Hangin from a fuckin tree, whipped and mentally abused
Visions of great great cousins runnin across the field
Unarmed, ran down and killed
I be the star to dispel the darkness
Cast upon your soul by inhabitants of Mount Caucus
Who praise the dead and not the true and living
Killed Jesus and said that he died for their religion
[Kavalier]
Chorus
[Shabazz The Disciple]
Swing it low now
Swing it low now (sweet chariot)
Swing it low now (sweet chariot)
Swing it low now (sweet chariot)
Swing it low now (sweet chariot)
Pick up the righteous load and yo carry it
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