I'd like
to thank everybody
that was involved in this project, I mean,
just experimenting with different sounds an d flavors,
I thought I'd end it with a
little classic material,
the way I like my hip hop to sound,
I mean, yeah, spread your wings,
here we go.
Picture an angel, dark as the night,
the words that he speaks
illuminating like light
He can take you through
the dark times in life,
show you how to make the wrongs right
It's a power struggle,
it's a battle for en ergy
in this concrete jungle
And even though he feels
you've lost your brain
and you're going insane,
you know you gotta maintain
He overstands it,
like the hardest of times when
you're stranded
Can't single hand it,
fight the powers no more,
plus this world's blood ridden and raw
While the hungry stay poor
Suffering at the hand of the beast
While the rich continue to feast
Spread my wings, I'm headed back home
No longer shall I suffer, trapped in a zone
Until we come in a jar,
completely deciphered like the halo
And we learn to unite
like the colors of a rainbow
Until the color of a man's eyes,
and Africa does rise
You gotta get wise,
open your eyes, realize
The devil got a gauntlet to validize,
the evil that they televise
Advertise, they commercialize,
they snake eye s
I'm spread my wings like a butterfly
We are black like the color of my skin,
butterfly
Hear the angels sing
Life is like a movie,
a picture's perfect
I would be a black butterfly
Yeah, I would be,
I would be, I would be
Life was like a mania, bitch,
it's perfect
We all got what it is that we deserve
I would be a black
person's son
Wake up from this mental prison
Unity with no more divisions
Now you make the decision
How you want to, how you gonna
How you see yourself progressing
before you're a goner
Before they get me
I summon spirits like the Saiyans
Bounce back before
the coming revelations
Black Butterfly my meditation
Black Butterfly my meditation
Yeah, respect Jew
All Massive and Cruel
Y 'all, what makes this project
particular to me is that
All the mimes are straight out the dome
There was no paper involved
in the making of this project,
believe that
It was all pieced together
Three stars stack
Not me
One love
All I know
It's one -time, it's one -time.