(feat. Ghostface Killah, Madam D)



[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Prodigal Sunzini)]

(It's beautiful God, love it as peace

Let's just get out together, man

In this hard world, I'm just tellin' you

You gotta fight, man) Got this way?

(Yeah blood) You gotta move in peace

(Just peace, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout

It's real, the stress) Peace (Uh-huh)



[Ghostface Killah]

More prettier than jewelry, more breathtakin' than a Farrakhan speech  

with a million people waitin' 

I've been saved, fuck my caves, those is just gifts 

Just imagine if we all wit one page 

Think alike, A, B alike, C alike

The proper knowledge is needed 

Wit' Satan off my back, I'm at peace at night 

No more cops, no more Rodney King's 

No more peekin' out the curtain wit' the rifle by any means 

AIDS don't exist, plus my sex life's terrific  

I get a kick out of life, I bet my bitch on it 

20/20s not enough coverage 

Nightline, big Barbara Walters'

Specials now appear with more brothers 

See Starks marchin' up to the promised land 

Sunz of Man slid through, made the world understand 

(Promised that's just the way it goes)



[Hook: Madam D]

I just can't go on

Feelin' the way I feel

I just can't go on

Fellin' the way I see, ooh



[Prodigal Sunzini]

Oh what a beautiful vision it would be to see

Every man, woman and child flow in harmony

But it's so hard in these gritty streets of New Yiggy

And every state infested with cobras, mocassins and rattle snakes 

We hate, battle jakes, escape the thirst before the love of freedom

We travel many beaches and leeches

Black drums, kingdom comes slum better first day won

No limitations, no hesitations, we stay sun 

Even though I went through hell strivin' to come out right

Carryin' heat, survival in these concrete streets

From the '70s era chrome beretta, story of the hood

terror always stood these streets better

True princess, sun I'm tryin' to live my life more better

Soundin' like the strongest of weathers

Smooth as feathers, the grand loyal

All from the blood of royal

A hard head makes a soft ass

and never spoilt, feel me? word up



[Hook]



[Hell Razah]

We spend our lives in the ghetto 

enslaved by the plague of the devil

In the graves, we all settle when we raised by the metal

Crack vials made us act wild

Gangsters look where we at now

Behind prison gates or buried in grounds

Role models of a child mis-educated, wanna be down 

They gave up fake smiles, along with the pounds

How much time does a man need to notice you bleed?

And that the God you don't believe is the reason you breathe?

Blessed be the poor, playin' their numbers inside the liquor store

Next door apartment to me, is only coke wars

Caught four before Allah, we broke all the laws

I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, when ever we caught

Jum broads became strippers when they used to be Queens

A lot of us became sleepwalkers followin' dreams

Solomon Kings, that's why we like diamonds and rings

Pussy and CREAM, with vanity is what it could bring



[Hook x3]



[Outro: 60 Second Assassin]

I see your life without the right

It wouldn't be nothin' without the S.O.M.

It wouldn't be nothin' without the S.O.M.