(feat. 12 O'Clock, Madam D)



[Intro: Hell Razah (60 Second Assassin)]

Uh, a Sun of Man letter right here, this one is written for ya'll

Another scripture, this one is written for the young black sister

(She was a run away life, sweet girl from around the way)

Though went through hard times, still beside with us

(She was a run away life, sweet girl from around the way)



[Hell Razah]

She was only 15, but looked much older when she in jeans

Loved to go downtown malls and spend CREAM

Wakin' up late, cold sweats and wet dreams

Over sex, she barely got raped by 18

Already had two abortions and blamed the ecst'

When the doc said it might be a cause of death

Then she popped positive on the pregnancy test

That's the cause and effects when there's no latex

And if daddy found out, he'll be mad upset

To know his little baby girl ain't graduate yet

And when she should of been in class, she was given up ass

And been in bed with every drug dealer nigga with cash

She ain't know who could pass for the baby dad

And when she asked, everybody, son, it made them laugh

It's like her heart was a plane that was made to crash

From the thought, she was sinkin', baby, put it in trash

(She was a run away life...)



[12 O'Clock]

Listen to the smooth pimp talkin'

Load up walkin', met the baddest wiz in Boston

She was seventeen and half with all ass, young Stacy Dash

With a pair painted on bill plaques

Said her birthday comin' fast, I tricked that ass

She wanted ice, I copped the class

Her pops was Jamaican and Arab, sellin' that skab

He bought her a lab and a brand new Jag'

She attended the coochie school in A.T.L.

Leavin' in June, and sure she shared the room

With a chick lookin' like a racoon, with thirty-six size tits

D's with hips, face lookin' like a mechanic fist

Nasty ass chick, gonna kiss you, with a wish



[Chorus: 60 Second Assassin (Madam D)]

She was a run away life, sweet girl from around the way (run away)

She was a run away life, sweet girl from around the way (run away, away, yeah)



[Prodigal Sunzini]

Little, from Tahiti, caramel sweetie, honey complexion

Money, love and affection, all she wanted was heaven

Lessons, blesses, hugs and kisses, a thug is vicious

I met her on the Isle to Port of Riches

Sportin' nice ridiculous Nike's, conspicuious, shinin' my talk

Divine spine, style of New York, shorty had the face of dream

Feel of a queen, real as a scene, remind me of the purest of things

No time to waste, no oil sheens, her soil was clean

Beauty was keen, sort of like the flowers of spring

She said she lived the law by king

Kept her mind, body and soul free from poetry

Healthy and wealthy, house, car and the keys

Graduate, college degrees, baby was me

I said, in time, baby girl you'll soon be mine

Let's connect like the stars above, forever shine

(She was a run away life)



[60 Second Assassin]

Mine was like one, queen of soul

Walkin' like a pimp, plus you shinin' like dough

Acknowledge me, while formin' the mind

Of a culture of blacks, day and time

Have you not heard, that you the queen of the Earth

Plus you're precious, womb to home of God, physical birth

Sun of above, it was a gift of surprise

Created by I, the God, the glow in your eyes

Of course, you're complexed, in reference, it's my creation

I make sure, you vision, I'm about elevation

I seen the jazziest of women, the swiftest of men

Fall from the top of glory to the bottomless end

Pimps, pushers, sniffin' cocaine

Why Harry hold the shot, at a young sister's fame

Brothers runnin' round claimin', to be mad

Sudden sisters virgin, for a ten dollar crab

Sister of potential, but known not they skills

Pure days lies in the crack dealers build

Latin Queen, can you see my universal diamonds and emeralds

And nothin' but jewels, the governer hustles, and masters the fools

These people like cups on they shield

Still tryin' to get the emeralds out they dollars and bills



[Outro: Hell Razah]

There you have it, scripture written

Hell Razah, Prodigal Sun, 60 and 12 O'Clock

All the young ladies understand that

We all need God, to every black man there's a black woman

Word up, we gonna rise, we gonna build and feed food for the multiply

Knowhati'msayin? S.O.M., Sunz of Man, to the world

Rewind it and read it, study it and understand it

Share it with your family, let your baby listen

It's all good, understand us, we all hood