[Jamal Joseph:]
I wish I had, a revelation
Something deep and clear
Wisdom that, flows like the Nile through deserts of oppression
But our children are dyin' in the streets
Babies being raped by, a glass coffin that vomits a death smoke called crack
People are still starving in Africa despite the records and videos that say how much we care
King Bush the Second is crazier than ever and the next bomb you hear
Maybe your home, while the well dressed brothers uptown
Worried about the stock market and the bad news downtown
Like it really matters to us
I wish I had a revelation
Something powerful and raw
Strength that burns like fire in a manner that defies all weakness, like
Shaka Zulu's conquest or, Queen is n***as victories but our children are dying in the streets
Ravaged by a plague called AIDS