Rhymefest - Exodus 5.1 lyrics

Even the black folk who got big money
They still fraid-afraid
They still scared so they become
Well adjusted to in-injustice
So they walk around almost like peacocks
Look at me, look at me
My achievements and so forth
And you can hear Curtis Mayfield saying
"Peacocks strut because they can't fly"
Nobody wanna be an eagle why?
Cause they shoot eagles

Behold, the cry of the ghetto
Is coming for them
And I have seen the oppression
And heard their cries
Thus the voice came to me and said, "I am
Who I am"
And I have sinned to set my people free

What's the closest you ever been to death?
You ever let your soul levitate over
Your body to watch you rest?
Or put a gun to your head
So you can play Roullette?
Or take a whole bottle of pills
Till you felt no stress?
What's the closest you ever been to life?
You ever got a felony charge because
The whole jury is white?
Or seen a child, born on crack
Cry through the night?
The only bottle that he want is the pipe
Man, what's the closest you ever
Been to being rich, aspen ski trips?
This is the Mafia
How many chicks you want Three 6?
Bottles floatin' around the club
The club is sea sick
You feelin' like the pharaohs in Egypt
Feelin' like men feelin' like Ken
Feelin' like the Hurricane Katrina shit
Will never ever happen again
Feelin' like you travelin' home

Let's all turn to Exodus 5-1

What's the closest you ever
Been to your family?
Your pops locked up, your mama beat you
Now you live with your granny
Your streets are closer to you
Then your uncle or auntie
Fuck school, it's time for plan B
You know what that is holdin' the heat
Lettin' it squirt puttin' in work
Tryin' to find a Heaven on Earth
I pray to God and the Devil in church
I'mma worship whoever help me first folks
What's you know 'bout trust?
You ever got locked up and
Had the prosecutor say, "You in luck
Tell us, who gave you the dope? Who
Gave you the pistol
Who told you to shoot it?"
Think smart, and your sentence is cut
Yeah, that's the same shit that
Set Fred Hampton up
And that's the reason them crackers
Got the clamps in us
Sell dope little nigga, rap, dance for us
I saw the cops beat a shorty
When his hands was cuffed ohh
What you know 'bout honor?
What you know 'bout fear?
What you know 'bout the power of the
Subconscious mind and that's why I'm here
I'm a mountain man you can't move me
Calm or cool me
I keep a tool right where the jewels be
And keep my money right were the Jews be
I keep the pen next to the loose leaf
With the Koran next to uzi ohhh
What's the closest you ever been to revenge?
What's the closest you ever
Been to your friends?
Nigga what's the closest you ever
Been to bein' broke, gettin' evicted again?
Charlie, what's the closest you been to sin?
Man, what's the closest you been to
Havin' a chain flooded with ice?
This is Vegas so bet your life
And if, and if
You never been through none of
This in your life
What's the closest you ever been to Christ?