Honor God's People

Yeah

Yo

Why you got these kids' minds

Thinkin' that they evil?

Why the preacher bein' freaky?

You say, honor God's people

Should we cry when the Pope die?

My request

We should cry if they cry

When we bury Malcolm next

In the world of have-n't-have-nots

I see you have a lot

I was a have not

I needed it and I wanted some

Too nuff of them a steal in the name of the Lord

Them a tell nuff lie, beholding the burden of clout

Using the name of the Lord in vain

While the people in the ghetto feel nuff pain

Uh, question your father's footsteps, no footsteps to follow

The heart is cold, the brain and mind dense and hollow

They say she's some shit and shallow, but you know

We at a point where nobody cares if tomorrow don't show

So I keep my eyes open, keep my spirit near

Calling out the fraud while I face the fear

If power wears a halo, I can still see the stain

Truth lives in the bruises, not the robes in the land

No more blind trust, no more false control

We protect the children and we free the soul

When the night gets loud, let the people stand tall

If we lose our voice now, we lose it all