Imagine the word of God without religious groupies
Imagine the savior born in a Mexican hooptie
Persecuted single mother in a modern manger
You'd crucify him again, like a f***** stranger
Imagine changing your life, still going out like Tookie
Imagine people talking s*** when they never knew me
Imagine a movie depicted the pain in your life
Like kids in Afghanistan, chasing a kite
For most of the world, that's what it's like
They say you fight the greatest jihad in your heart and your mind
So I dream the impossible, all the time
F*** a masonic design, this future is mine
If our culture's a crime,
Them numbers tatted on your arm aren't too far behind
They can only conquer you after they murder your mind
So rise up m***********, like the sign of the times
I feel my body weakening, but my spirit is fine
War with devils at the drop of a dime,
Fight til the stars are aligned
Nostradamus was a white man's prophet
Who predicated European supremacist logic
Because the pilgrims and the conquistador columns
Killed more innocent people than Hitler and Stalin
So I guess the fortuneteller skipped an Antichrist or two
Brother, give this to the O.G.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 prison, but had the opposite effect
Incarcerating religion
That type of crooked politics,
Exposed to the populace is obvious
If you read the Northwoods documents
But forget the compliments for what I recorded,
And live for revolution, instead of always dying for it
