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Son of man,
Man of peace,
Hardcore ... Man of war,
Hunted,
Hunter,
I have killed,
Blood I have spilled.
No belief in the cause,
Squeezing the trigger without pause.
Ignorant of his plan,
I killed for the white man.
Never was I willing to die,
I created widows,
Made mothers cry.
Now I have a cause,
There will be no pause.
The Price of Justice ...
Justice ... just doesn’t come,
Tyrants must be forced to run.
Using the barrel of a gun,
I am willing to die,
Willing to kill.
The Price of Justice ...
Death is a part of life.
The end phase of life,
Everyone is going to leave this life.
How do you want to live your life?
On your feet or on your knees?
Death is a part of life.
Man enough to protect child and wife?
If there's no belief worth giving your life,
Perhaps you are a coward or already dead.
Pharaoh has placed a gun to your head
Are you gonna bow, kneel, plead and squeal,
Try to make a deal?
That would be cowardly and definitely not nice,
Are you be prepared to pay the price?
Standing firm like Moses
Let'n it flow ...SAYING,
Let My People Go!!!

By,
Abu Lateef

Copyright ©2006 H. Khalil Abd Al Haqq




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