Introduction

THE YEAR

Two-thousand and seventeen master!

THE MAN

Every two-thousand years a prophecy is prophesized

THE MISSION

To carry out the word of the shephard and to destroy wolves in sheep’s clothing

THE GROUP

I don't know...

WHO IS THE GROUP

Tran...Tranzlators!!

What can make a mighty man run?

Make him drop his pride and hide?

Too black, too strong... WRONG

Spook, Sambo, ****, Jig

You ain't so bad, nor big

White sheets make you sad

Fraid you're gonna hang, ahhh

Now THAT'S a black thang

Boy, you scared of me

BOO! See

Hide **** hide, flee **** flee run **** run

If I got my hood, my cross, my tree my gun

My rope

And it's a long one