When you study the historic
nature of revolutions,
the motive of a revolution,
the objective of a revolution,
and the result of a revolution.
I'm the messenger from one
Muslim empire I'm here
to let you know it
Allah requires from you
black people all
The holy
Quran is the source of
Islamic law
Fighting and drug selling black
people need to stop it
Allah is
God and
Muhammad is the prophet I can
go on and on and on
Cause I pray towards
Mecca and my word is born
Tears roll from all black
people's eyes
Leaders that we need now
have already died
Like
Michael
Max,
Martin
Luther,
Marcus
Garvey
They're all gone so we should listen to the
Big brother,
Farrakhan, he's a teacher, not a preacher
Not a man like
Jimmy
Baker, who turned out to be a creature
Beast better known as someone's devil
I hold fast to the rope of
Allah and be a rebel
I cannot go to war and pull the trigger
When the man I'm trying to
free is still calling me a nigger
If not out loud, they all say it in his mind
By putting me and my brother
on an enemy line
Then we're armed with guns
and told to kill others
When all I said,
don't lift your arms to your brother
It's a problem with us as we
trust the wrong man
Like in the
USA, we still get hung by the
Klan
My people fought in every war
America had
And still we don't have a
black stripe on the flag
So I ask brothers and sisters like you
What does the red, white,
and blue flag stand for you?
Blue for the war that brought you
The white star for the white
men that fought you
The other white stripes to make
you see and understand
The red on the flag represents
blood of the black men
I'm a messenger
I'm a messenger
I'm a messenger
I'm a messenger
I'm
tired of hitting the brick wall
Why does the black man
always have to take the fall
And be sent to the back of the line
And always thought of a slave
in another man's mind
It's a waste of time for
me to try to explain
Can another man feel
the black man's pain?
No way
Cause if I was to bleed and die
The average
American would just walk by
We gotta get strong, mentally and health
And try to save our black race
Because we owe it to ourself
When
God comes back to this world
He'll be a man and then we
spit it and kick that
Cause he's a black man
With feet of burnt brass
and hair of war -torn
Your
God was black, also original
But in a land controlled by another man
You reprogrammed the thing
Jesus was a white man
This is a lie many tell in
America
Jesus
Christ was born right for
Africa
And I sit back and wait till he comes back
And watch the people laugh
when they see
God's black
I'm the messenger
I'm the messenger
I'm the messenger
I'm the messenger
The
Klan knows
God's black too
But they can't flaunt it
So they run across
Cause
Jesus died on it
Why you the haters, who do we ever kill?
Cause of them, so many of my
black people stand still
One cop club hits, the black man sends
Say the black man resisted,
but why's my brother dead?
United we stand, together we fall,
stop sellin' us drugs
Cause that's what's killin' us all
When we sold drugs and our black
community right there
Broke up every black man's unity
Some did what a white man
wanted them to do
They got my mind, what drugs,
now the cops want you
For sellin' the drugs and
it serves you well
Cause I'm not gonna rehab
and you're locked in jail
But watched by the man who works for the
Klan
Who hates the black man,
but here goes the plan
You stop sellin' and I'll stop yellin'
And if you know another drug dealer
You start tellin' him the
same thing I told you for
This is the only way the black
dream can come true
Put your fist in the air, scream, black power
We the oppressed people
await the final hour
As I salat my body towards
Mecca
And pray that
Allah will bless the messenger
Allah bless the messenger