Walking The Line (feat. Killah Priest)

They put truth and love on the plate and we ate hate

Then the lord tried to kill me so I changed faith

I spit grimace faced cause I'm sick of the taste

Clench my fists to my hips cause I'm sick of the waste

Where did our souls go, were they just misplaced?

Permanent vacations or eternal disgrace?

Don't act like you care about what happens to culture

You're just another money, cash, ho, rappin to vultures

I wish the Y2K bug actually happened

Shut the whole thing down cause we ain't actually rappin

The 21st First century can suck my clock

Getting stoned too much, we can't duck the rocks

Never ride bandwagon, I just buck the jock

I've already started walking guy, fuck the talk

Stalwart, you can bet I never drop the mic

Increase the peace but never stop the fight

Where did all the people go?

When did all these evils grow?

How do I retrieve my soul?

And stop walking the line

Stalwart, part gentleman and part Neanderthal

Anni brought his angry heart to answer y'all

They say to ask a question is to break the spell

But they say doubt the Lord and go straight to hell

My Mother always said never lay down and die

My Father always told me to let shit slide

An eye for an eye or turn the cheek?

Give medals to the strong and burn the weak

Little bitch get filthy rich like Soylent Green

Means people not evil, just spoiled by greed

Had morals to protect but didn't guard that shit

It's like we dropped all our scruples in the Sarlack pit

We're Han Solo blind when we're blocking the signs

Teetering, teetering, we're walking the line

The Man in Black told me to sing shit loudly

Johnny Cash rules everything around me

Where did all the people go?

When did all these evils grow?

How do I retrieve my soul?

And stop walking the line

Stop walking the line

Stop walking the line

The lady of judgment

Is standing above us

So pick your feet Poughkeepsie and say why don't she love us?

Killah Priest:

Live and death is like a carnival, the cemetaries

Ain't nobody left that's honorable, they've all been buried

The chronicles from Mohammed's schools of Gods, they vary

Black people all been promised jewels we lost already

My cross is heavy, I carry it, this is my burden

Look at the sky, see chariots while the Earth is just turning

Words are determined from the birth of person

I'm so hurting, soul searching, go to the liquor store can I get some more

Villages, robbers, religions, billions of dollars

Nat Turners, Geronimos, Patsy Jerner

Truth with burners, all the chaos that the youth emerge from

Know what I mean? Annakin Slayd, Killah Priest

We back from the grave

Where did all the people go?

When did all these evils grow?

How do I retrieve my soul?

And stop walking the line

Stop walking the line

Stop walking the line