(feat. Cee-Lo, Nas) [Diddy] The world at my sneakers, Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether,
I do through and through and, I give you the news With a twist of just his ghetto point of view The renegade, you been afraid, I penetrate pop culture
in mind and soil A drop of fucking human blood For every gallon of oil Hightech death and Disneyland Censorship and Jesus Christ Dual moraled Uncle
Holy Jesus, fuckin' Christ Forgive my fuckin' head It's full of doubts and questions Did you really raise the dead? Are you really so pathetic That you
in the cultural sense I just speak in future tense Judas, kiss me if offenced, Or wear ear condom next time I wanna love you, But something's pulling me away from you Jesus
The world at my sneakers Gold pieces molded with Jesus features Give streets the fever From the way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty
toxic, dropkick opponents on arrival This ain't hip hop, this is the manual to survival Take notes fake folks, imitators and lovers A true to life Jesus
do through And through and I give you the news With a twist It's just his Ghetto point-of-view The renegade You been afraid I penetrate pop culture Bring
[killah priest] The mind, heavy mental, jesus christ is, heavy mental Everything brings in, heavy mental day, the day you will experience something Heavy
before swine, I quiz them, they need more time Seek the wisdom, free your mind From the cobras, it's Priest and SoulStice We came to teach the culture
Somewhere between prayer and revolution Between Jesus and Huey P. Newton That?s where you find Jonny 5 shoot, shootin? Water guns at the audience while
, power to the people Nobody's equal, everybody's diverse and different My lyric'll never cheat you, my verse is gifted So manifest what you believe is God Almighty It could be Allah Jesus
afraid, I'm unafraid I'm unafraid, I'm not afraid I'm different from the rest somehow Blind to the wind, the news and the culture Deaf to the sound
east, I look to the west To the north and the south, and I'm not too impressed Time after time After crime after crime They raped, robbed, pillaged, enslaved and murdered Jesus
if you're talking bigotry it should be crystal clear The new world becond, the immigrants came Homogenized their culture, anglicized their names Then they painted Jesus
a victim's plea Don't find me misleading, deceiving I am what I seem, a symbol a product a broken culture But bruised, stoned, drunk, walking dead I
metaphysically bold Never followed a code Still dropped the load Never question," What I am?" God knows Cause it's comin' from the heart What I got better get some Hustler of culture
