My way might not be your way
But it’s okay
It’s alright, your way might not be my way
But it’s okay
It’s alright…
I build with the 5 percenters
On the God within us, there’s no limits
Study the Metu Neter from Kemet
Also I remembered
Smoke herb with the Rastafarians
Grew my locks became a vegetarian
Following the tao, filling what the bible lacks
Jewels being handed to a innocent child
My mind is a Buddhist temple, the truth is simple
I try to be principle
Walking with a warrior spirit
It ain’t nothing like learning from first hand life experience
I’m a realist, that’s all I deal with
Respect & truth, that’s all I build with
A child of the universe
My religion is life and it’s just as valid
I strive for balance
I gotta admit, I don’t know
In the end which way it’s gonna go
Why we sit by the project window?
Instead of living off the land with my kin folk
Is there even a master plan?
An unseen hand? Is God a man?
Some say that’s sacrilegious
Same folks selling us lies about Christmas
Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny
Just so the capitalists can make money
They say God will take care of it
But you a terrorist if you say the same thing in Arabic
It’s so hypocritical
It’s a miracle, listen to the message and the spirituals
Wade in the water, I’m following Mr. Tubman
And Nat Turner, I’m paying for my freedom
And heading for the border…
Dead Prez
Stic.Man
M-1
