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You could follow Ghandi/
study the teachings of emperor Selassie/
like Bob Marley ask why they kill Ghadafi/
who's Malachi Z. York and whats an annunaki?/
who really are we? who are we?/
lets unroll the ancient scrolls of Nostradamus/
travel to Egypt for answers with Ashra Kwesi/
Back to the motherland with Brother Marcus Garvey/
and the Ashante/

verse 1
Its like a game you know the names of other people you're wise/
but if you just knew yourself you'd be the one with the light/
I take a second to reflect on my life and look back/
couldn't find myself with a mirror or a map/
who I am was like a mystery somehow it always puzzled me/
certain questions could only be answered through self discovery/
nights I would sit in my room and stare at my wall/
wake up the next morning and try to find my way in this world/
I was confused watching the news digesting the madness/
feeling like a lab rat in a labrynth/
so many questions- why must it be so elaborate/
Mommy Christian, brother a muslim, granddaddy a catholic/
I remember 120 lessons and holy tablets/
Building with gods breaking down supreme mathematics/
Malachi Z York told me that I was a nuwaapian/
an enoshite- now my head is throbbing again/

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verse 2
Some brother told me the white man was the devil thought it was comical/
when I seen him kiss a white girl at the carnival/
some dread head said we all was rastafarians/
then I ran out of weed and couldn't find the man/
Jehovah's witness' tried to get me in their kingdom hall/
I read the holy Quran and every Final Call/
I listened to them Mormon's that was pedaling bikes/
handing out pamphlets of Cesare Borgia the white Christ/
I sat in every church pentecostal and baptist/
learned from a buddhist but I could never worship a statue/
she had me laughing in the middle of the mall couldn't believe this woman/
tryna tell me that God was some Korean woman/
some other brother told me God was the black woman/
then I went to the club and had to scratch that one/
I don't think my God would ever dress like a harlot/
get drunk act like a thot and be dancing all ratchet/

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verse 3

I cannot be an African American cause thats 2 places/
and I never owned land in either nation/
black is a color that dont identify me bro/
I done searched the whole globe and never found negro/
plus my father always told me we was Native American/
but question is- what was we before Colombus settled in/
this puzzle's missing pieces I explored all the evidence/
so called Indians kept the ancient Israelite heritage
same laws, same festival with prophets and priests/
same fasts, ceremonies, sacrifices and feasts/
we jews, how I could I ignore all these clues?/
dutch explorers landed and talked to us in hebrew/
DNA testing that was done for the record holmes/
10 commandments on stones that appeared in New Mexico/
at burial grounds they found tefillin and menorahs/
cherokee spiritual conditions origins in the torah/