Cornel West - Sign Of The Times lyrics

[Intro: traditional Lakota Sioux song] [Verse 1] Imagine the Word of God without religious groupies Imagine a savior born in a Mexican hooptie Persecuted single mother in a modern manger You'd crucify him again like a f**ing stranger Tears of the anger are worth more than diamonds or rubies Imagine being locked up since juvie Imagine changing your life and still going out like Tookie Imagine n***as talking sh** when they never knew me Imagine a movie that depicted the pain in your life Like them kids in Afghanistan chasing a kite For most of the world that's what it's like Imagine if the woman you suppose to love for the rest of your life Is set to marry someone else at the end of the night They say you fight the greatest jihad in your heart and your mind And fight the hardest when you start from behind So I dreamed the impossible all the time f** a Masonic design—Americas future is mine Repeat that to yourself cause if culture's a crime Them numbers tatted on your arm aren't too far behind They can only conquer you after they've murdered your mind So rise up motherf**er like the sign of the times I feel my body weakening but my spirit is fine Ready to go to war with devils at the drop of a dime And fight with my rebel army until the stars are aligned [Break: Lakota] [Verse 2] Nostradamus was a white man's prophet Who predicated European supremacist logic Because the pilgrims and Conquistador columns k**ed more innocent people than Hitler and Stalin I guess the fortune-tellers skipped an antichrist or two Brother, give this to the OG's doing life with you And pray for the problems with the Pope psychology So the Vatican will offer an apology (for what?) For destroying the people's liberation theology Snatching the spirit of Jesus from people in poverty Business decisions like keeping people in prisons But had the opposite effect: incarcerating religion That type of crooked politics imposed on a populous Is obvious if you read the Northwoods documents Forget the compliments for what I recorded And live for revolution instead of always dying for it Remember a bullet can never stop me My legions are led by the spirit Haile Sela**ie, watch me Even if I'm shot in the chakra I will prosper Doppler effect bumping music out a helicopter Telling the Persians, "Dig up Zoroaster" And tell them I came back as the son of the Ahura Mazda Fish out the Philistine Dagon from the shores of Gaza And call Quetzalcoatl flying over La Raza This is my message to the older gods I'll sacrifice you all to the Revolution like the Romanovs Lost in the desert like the Hebrews of Israel The blood clot system tried to k** me like sickle-cell But I survived and I'm alive to fight another day Cocooned in a coma, I can still hear my mother pray Sister crying out to God, "Please let my brother stay!" Walking towards the light but something's pulling me the other way [Outro: Cornel West] Immortal Technique Rise up young brother It is not your time to die...