The Poetic Apostle yes my shoulders are collosal
To fill the burden of our souls, we have an echo... echo we hollow
Lead by example and they will follow
Let's rise from sucking on the systems tit and on that Ignorant bottle
Lust feels so good when it blows then swallows
A serpent in disguise and it will devour you whole
That apple represents the money for which we keep selling our souls
Our hole is gaping and won't close until we awaken
Modern day house negroes that have become so complacent
Yo we sold our culture so just witness the raping
I get such a ...rise from Rap videos
but my spiritman is aching
So many saying nothing, but I hear you talking
Yo we really haven't gotten anywhere since Malcolm and Martin
Walking the walk as a black man I'm ready to set the tone
We seemed to have lost our destination so we aimlessly roam
All that wealth you think you have, well homie that's a loan
We've taken off our shoes... but we are far from home
Seeds have to be sown for our harvest to be reaped
I ejaculate spores of truth into a soil that's been asleep
Concieve an evolution that destiny will weave
Recieve this revolution that's been long bereaved
You have to believe in something to be a believer
Gotta stand for something... to be leader
POP