Escape from Babylon

I'm saying to you, that you will in a few minutes

Hear from the man who is taking the place

Of real black leadership

And who will answer the call for true freedom, justice and equality

In America for our people

Do you understand?

Brethren heed the call of enlightenment

Of truth, Asiatic discipline's frightening

To some who act dumb, embraced by decadence

But weak in the wake of true black militance

Hear the call and all heed the savior

Praise Allah 'cause in his image he made ya

The cream, Asiatic earth-born man-child

Freedom's come but for some, but meanwhile

Young brothers just don't realize

Cocaine's the plan, the devil's arrived

Produced and let loose to youth for profit

Fake so-called negroes won't stop it

Witness lies fed straight to the brother man

Hopes are lost to the malevolent game plan

Annihilation of original citizens

Of this great planet Earth, listen

P-Dog spits the dope, word's born

Batter-rams roll and task force swarm

Pigeons squawk with the talk of a new high

Controlled by the man whose plan is genocide

Intense is the sense of ignorance

When the wack can't get with the pro-black

Program that's designed to induce thought

Rhymes you bought keep Panthers taught

Punks stay put, skinheads are flat foot

Keys are played as I stay en route

Down the path of the righteous chosen

Word is born as the wack stay frozen

Locked in time, mindset is Babylon

P's the martyr while MC's babble on

Let a sixteen as me and some see

I freeze and snuff MC's like pipe dreams

Makin' a mark with the start of the movement

Tracks in fact, weak wack can't do this

Took the cake 'cause the fake been snoozin'

Led the lost and the cost is you've been

Freed from lies by the wise new messenger

P-A-R-I-S is a-blessin' ya

Can't underestimate or recreate

The sounds of Scarface, let the man break

There is no in between

You're either free or you're a slave

There's no such thing as second-class citizenship

The only politics in this country

That's relevant to black people today

Is the politics of revolution, none other

Which brings us to the next move

It's a simple case of

Show and tell, or rather show and prove

Of made-up gang moves and foolish fairy tales

Said by sissies to snatch the record sales

So when you see me just say "I told ya"

My rhymes'll hold ya and mold ya to soldiers

And train your brains with the pride and the insight

To do what's right, yo black, it's yo' life

Once upon a time called now we start this

A chosen one came forth from the darkness

To lead the lost for the cost of a beat tape

And make the blind see straight 'fore it's too late

I can't wait, time's quickly runnin' out

Call to arms, revolution's in the house

Unforgettable the words of wisdom

Brought to life by the ten-point system

(One) Freedom and power to determine our destinies

(Two) Full employment for the black community

(Three) Fight the capitalists with a raised fist

B-U-Y black and stack awareness

(Four) Decent housing for the shelter of human beings

(Five) Education and truth for the black youth

(Six) All black men exempt from military service

Hear my words and get nervous

(Seven) A quick end to police brutality

Death of blacks at the hands of the P.D

(Eight) Release of all black men who are held in prison

Guilty 'fore proven innocent

(Nine) Black juries when our brothers are tried in court

And in addition to all this we want

(Ten) Land, bread and housing and education

Clothing, justice and peace for the black nation