Mum's The Word - The Awakening lyrics

[Verse 1: Senim Silla] I wanna bathe where the Catholics bathe Where celebrities bathe, where politicians bathe Wash off the stain, blemish, and blame, ascend Free of all sin Money absolves all faux-pas and flaws I need it all to avoid steel bars when I k** Bill Maher And cause a small holocaust, impact the globe with awesome force I'm a metaphor for a meteor's course A modern day Socrates for society's hypocrisies Hip-hop's diseased, blame it on label monopolies And giving the impoverished cheese, now You won't find a cat on MTV, BET or any Viacom subsidy Many majors that'll f** with me, I ain't exactly their cup of tea but Still I flow, equivalent to rivers and the seas I'm told Through rain, sleet, snow, f** five-o I look sleep but no sheer blindfold Off the hook since 9-9, you shouldn't let me go Renegade, runaway slave, can't be contained, can't be Kunta Kinte-d I'm in a bronco with A.C. and O.J. with a trunkload of government-issued c**aine And I'm trafficking half-a** African Same day invented crack and a backspin A fictional fact like moon landings perhaps Fred Hampton had it coming and Oswald k**ed Jack, but uh Sam don't tell no lies Church don't tell no lies Media don't tell no lies When the revolution comes it won't be televised They gonna k** me over this one Nate [Verse 2: Senim Silla] I wanna go where Bruce Lee went, where Marvin Gaye went, where John Lennon went Some pioneer sh**, [?] a pyramid Make it so peers can't mirror it There's no experience without experiment I'm so American, but take it from a native's narrative A n***a's heritage, slavery Racist Caucasians created hate in me A f**ing apology is all you gave to me, but I'm not blaming, I'm not angry, that's just Reckless use of a firearm, not aiming From a rooftop, I'm not Muhammad or Malvo, get got like 2Pac If I Die 2Nite they'll blame it on hip-hop culture Cats wear the colors though they ain't soldiers They talk of revolution, without contribution Steady screaming 'bout guns Ain't shooting sh** but your mouth or us I ain't the enemy, to be free we need unity Be the centipede, think of the seeds, I'm thinking 2014 I'm thinking 'bout cats that lived and died before me, we need Hindsight, insight, foresight to see, the intricacies of the machine I'm Huey P, f** authority, they say forget the past I keep a backlog, I'm burning Confederate flags on they front lawn You ready to ride, I'm ready to drive by, die Aryan die Eye for an eye, I Senim, ready to play God Playing shaytain same time I'm your Albatross, burn me on a cross Rather die a braveheart then live as Ray Charles Behold a pale horse, foretold of a George well before Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11 The place is here, the time is now my brethren Piece or peace, you designate your preference The wolf's lurking, sleep's for sheep and beasts of burden Each person's a pawn pushed upon a chess board of falsehood Laws are altered, to keep a Bush in the oval office They're on the offense, we're targets You better get conscious Before your a** suffer the consequence Now everybody robot, punch the clock Form a line ya'll, question not I said robot, question not Form a line ya'll, punch the clock I said robot, question not Form a line ya'll, punch the clock I said robot, punch the clock Form a line ya'll, question not Let's go