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YO ISRAEL, WHAT'S YOUR THOUGHTS BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP?
DO YOU WONDER ABOUT THE MURDER AND STARVING CHILDREN IN YOUR STREETS?
THIRD WORLD NATIONS—MOTHERS THAT WOULD DIE FOR THEIR CHILD'S DREAMS.
I WAKE UP IN COLD SWEATS; TEARS STREAM.
DOWN AFRICA'S FACE, RIVERS OF THE HUMAN RACE;
SOMETIMES I DROWN IN MY WORDS, EMERGED THE PERFECT PHRASE.
IN THE SEVEN DIMENSIONS WE'RE KNOWN AS BOBO DREAD;
144,000 DISCIPLES AND DESCENDANTS OF THE KING, AMEN.

KNOWLEDGE IS THE MOST POWERFUL WEAPON;
IGNORANCE WILL FIND HIS TOMB IN DECEPTION—PROPHECY'S I-TAL TO RESURRECTION.
REBIRTH IN BLESSED NOTIONS, POETRY IN MOTION;
RAINY NIGHTS IN THE JUNGLE, CULTURE SPOKE
IN HEBREW, ABOUT THE EVILS THAT PEOPLE DO TO SUCCEED THROUGH.

IN THE DARK ALLEYWAYS OF THE COLD CITY, SUSTAIN TRUE; POLITIC SAID COCAINE HAS A PISTOL, BUT GOD'S BULLETPROOF. FALSE PROPHETS SHALL PERISH IN THEIR BELLIGERENT PURSUITS;

YO ISRAEL, WHAT'S YOUR THOUGHTS BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP? A MOTHER'S FIRSTBORN CHILD LOST TO DISBELIEF; GRIEF LURKS BENEATH THE STREETS, GRAVE OF PAVED BLOOD STREAMS. COFFINS OF FEAR... BEWARE THE MARK OF THE BEAST.

HUMAN NATURE IS BOUND TO OVERCOME GREAT FEATS. BRIDGES BUILT WITH BEATS MAINTAIN THE BALANCE OF MY FEET; SURPASSING THE NONSENSE THAT BABYLON SPEAKS. NOURISH MY SOUL IN CREEKS THAT WATERFALLS EXCRETE; SEEKING TO UNDERSTAND WHY THESE TEARS RUN DOWN AFRICA'S CHEEK. HER WOMBS BECOME A TOMB, THOUSANDS OF BABIES CAN'T BREATHE;

IGNORANCE IS A DISEASE PLAGUING THE UNIVERSAL DISCIPLES. FEW ARE WISE—A CHILD NAMED FREEDOM IS RIGHTEOUS. THE STAR OF DAVID INSPIRED THIS PRECISENESS. SOLOMON AND SHEBA'S BIRTH TO NEGUS IN DAYS OF ANCIENT CRISIS;

PROSPERITY IS OUR PERSONAL PROPERTY. PROVOCATIVE PHILOSOPHIES THAT PROVOKE POLITICAL DISHARMONY; LIKE GRAFF HEAD ARMIES ON A FRESH TRAIN TO BROADWAY. ARMED WITH MEAN-STREAKS ON A MAIN STREET IN BROAD DAY;

THE SOUL'S KEYBOARDS PLAY. ELEMENTS OF EARTH SURFACE AND SURGE THROUGH A DEEJAY.

I SAY, I SAY:

YO ISRAEL, WHAT'S YOUR THOUGHTS BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP? DO YOU LIE AWAKE DECAYING IN THE LAND OF THE DECEASED? NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM RUNS THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE, THE WINE'S BEEN POISONED; A ROSE THORN PRICKS THE THUMB OF THE ANOINTED.

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YO ISRAEL, WHAT'S YOUR THOUGHTS BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP? DO YOU WONDER ABOUT THE MURDER AND STARVING CHILDREN IN YOUR STREETS? THIRD WORLD NATIONS—MOTHERS THAT WOULD DIE FOR THEIR CHILD'S DREAMS. I WAKE UP IN COLD SWEATS; TEARS STREAM.

DOWN AFRICA'S FACE, RIVERS OF THE HUMAN RACE; SOMETIMES I DROWN IN MY WORDS, EMERGED THE PERFECT PHRASE. IN THE SEVEN DIMENSIONS WE'RE KNOWN AS BOBO DREAD; 144,000 DISCIPLES AND DESCENDANTS OF THE KING, AMEN.

KNOWLEDGE IS THE MOST POWERFUL WEAPON; IGNORANCE WILL FIND HIS TOMB IN DECEPTION—PROPHECY'S I-TAL TO RESURRECTION. REBIRTH IN BLESSED NOTIONS, POETRY IN MOTION; RAINY NIGHTS IN THE JUNGLE, CULTURE SPOKE IN HEBREW, ABOUT THE EVILS THAT PEOPLE DO TO SUCCEED THROUGH.

IN THE DARK ALLEYWAYS OF THE COLD CITY, SUSTAIN TRUE; POLITIC SAID COCAINE HAS A PISTOL, BUT GOD'S BULLETPROOF. FALSE PROPHETS SHALL PERISH IN THEIR BELLIGERENT PURSUITS;

YO ISRAEL, WHAT'S YOUR THOUGHTS BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP? A MOTHER'S FIRSTBORN CHILD LOST TO DISBELIEF; GRIEF LURKS BENEATH THE STREETS, GRAVE OF PAVED BLOOD STREAMS. COFFINS OF FEAR... BEWARE THE MARK OF THE BEAST.

HUMAN NATURE IS BOUND TO OVERCOME GREAT FEATS. BRIDGES BUILT WITH BEATS MAINTAIN THE BALANCE OF MY FEET; SURPASSING THE NONSENSE THAT BABYLON SPEAKS. NOURISH MY SOUL IN CREEKS THAT WATERFALLS EXCRETE; SEEKING TO UNDERSTAND WHY THESE TEARS RUN DOWN AFRICA'S CHEEK. HER WOMBS BECOME A TOMB, THOUSANDS OF BABIES CAN'T BREATHE;

IGNORANCE IS A DISEASE PLAGUING THE UNIVERSAL DISCIPLES. FEW ARE WISE—A CHILD NAMED FREEDOM IS RIGHTEOUS. THE STAR OF DAVID INSPIRED THIS PRECISENESS. SOLOMON AND SHEBA'S BIRTH TO NEGUS IN DAYS OF ANCIENT CRISIS;

PROSPERITY IS OUR PERSONAL PROPERTY. PROVOCATIVE PHILOSOPHIES THAT PROVOKE POLITICAL DISHARMONY; LIKE GRAFF HEAD ARMIES ON A FRESH TRAIN TO BROADWAY. ARMED WITH MEAN-STREAKS ON A MAIN STREET IN BROAD DAY;

THE SOUL'S KEYBOARDS PLAY. ELEMENTS OF EARTH SURFACE AND SURGE THROUGH A DEEJAY.

I SAY, I SAY:

YO ISRAEL, WHAT'S YOUR THOUGHTS BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP? DO YOU LIE AWAKE DECAYING IN THE LAND OF THE DECEASED? NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM RUNS THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE, THE WINE'S BEEN POISONED; A ROSE THORN PRICKS THE THUMB OF THE ANOINTED.