[Chorus: Killah Priest]

(People) Is the world we live in

Full of innocent, Yasa's word, we the victims

(6 billion people) To the suburban area

Filled with doctors and lawyers

Cops and judges, we all suffer from paranoia

(6 billion people) From the White House to Hollywoods

To everybody hood, to down south, to deep in the woods

From my hood (people) to my hood, let's make it better, overstanding

(People) To six million people, that on this planet

 

[Killah Priest]

As the moon appears like a pearl in the mists of the clouds

I move up through the shadows til I'm at the cliff of the aisle

I sit overlooking, the borough of Brooklyn

As the Devils start to settle and the cement is pushed in

The ghetto comes to life, you can feel it's pulse

I hear, every corner breathing like the streets awoke

It grabs you, it makes you, so you can't escape

It's the phantom, it haunts us, it changes shape

And the building's most chiling, described by children

As the gateway to Hell, it holds the ghosts of millions

Come close to it, it gives you the most grossest feelings

As the black sky open up, my soul is exploding

Back down to the surface, where these seeds are nurtured

With alcohol and drugs, which leads to murders

Born poor, broke and hungry that's when thieves emerges

But to, rob their own, defeats the purpose, and

 

[Chorus]

 

[Killah Priest]

I write for children, who really can't express their feelings

I'm their voice, their thoughts, the way they talk

I'm their worries, their fears, their dreams, nightmares

Through that tunnel of darkness, I'm the light that's there

Just stare, look into my endless eyes

See a child walking on stage, his very first time

And the same in the White House when light goes out

The night comes down, the Earth leases unrighteous sound

With gunshots, echoing, through the dark

It's the sand of the ghetto's heart

Put your ear to the ground, you can hear it pound

Subway trains, run through the tunnels like blood through his veins

People in cells, carry like fluid to the brain

Clouds filled with red rain, the sewage drains as the nostrils

And I'm the arsenal, I'm here to set fire, til the entire empire is on

 

[Chorus]