I see a lot of fakers Who seem to favor telling lies Saying that their's is greater Eagerly waiting our demise Therefore I have to face the Fact that they all despise the truth So they eliminate the Black generals who lead the troops So who will be the savior? First we must murder all the weak who dwell in their fantasia Their sweet delusion has to cease cause it was only made to Give a false illusion of peace so life can seem much safer The chosen leader now will speak who was sent from your maker The one who made the earth and seas, the heavenly creator And now your face to face with me, Jesus will feel re-flavored The word was guided now is flesh and though the skills are major I never claimed to be the best, I'm just the operator Saying it's foolish to be tamed, they want to dissipate you So who will break the spirit chains that they use to enslave you Your probably scared of whay I'm saying, and you can be a hater But still the question will remain... Where will we be tomorrow?
[Chorus] I heard a lot of promises but saw they all were hollow If I was lacking common sense I probably couldn't follow Yesterday was hard so kids today ignore the sorrow My only question is where will my people be tomorrow? I use to say "Life is a bitch", I had to change my motto Cause when our months are like they're years, who can be our role models? Empty bottles in my tears, the truth is hard to swallow My only question is where will my people be tomorrow [2X]
Just look at how we're eating For whom we work, the way we live, we're facing our extinction We live to see our children's kids we will see their depletion The women molded from our ribs freaking like open season It's sad but I know what it is slowly it's hard to lead ya When family unity disappears, people becoming demons The ones who forced a trail of tears are calling me a heathen? Making uncle Tom's out my peers, I speak, they're not believing Man, if you're scared of what you hear then man, what are you seeing? It is the sum of all your fears, cause every word I'm speaking Is only what it all appears, for every mind I'm teaching I say that Glory is all his, for every soul I'm reaching Together everybody cheers, fuck what the preacher's preaching You have to understand the way, and no I'm not a weakling I'd die for everything I say, but while I'm alive and breathing I meditate and blaze a jay, and if you feel this teaching Then honor he to whom we pray Where will we be tomorrow?