thunderous clouds over the land of nod

  
the ghetto bleeds  
thoughts of rebellion    
hear the warriors cry    
    
the sun sees them    
the metal feels them    
the tarmac kisses them    
 
what would you do for freedom?    
    
skyscraping with my intentions    
I break bars with my fists    
I will pull down the wall of division    
crack the heads    
of principalities governing    
things are about to pop off    
things are getting real...    
    
I've been holding back    
feel me as I come on strong    
going hard or not at all    
too much dirty dealing    
in the land of Nod    
    
wake up and march    
stand true    
brother to brother    
sister to sister    
warriors all    
this is your day    
heed the call...stand proud    
    
this is all out war...    
your Mother is throwing down    
stars race to the Earth    
now walk among you    
 
I've seen real warriors  
emerge from the projects    
now see me projecting  
something altogether different    
 
let true freedom ring    
for the downtrodden    
the rejected...    
the ones who didn't feel protected    
    
let the benjamins speak, please...    
this isn't about money    
cos the real gold is in the Truth    
open your eyes and see