Black Jesus Freestyle

[Killah Priest] Behind the Stained Glass of Mona Lisa Inhale a thick aroma of reefer The blunt ash falls at this moment I'm deeper Zonin', writin' poems, headphones on, completes the cipher I'm eager to reach the youth as a writer The truth is inside us, the beautiful mother Who's wiser? Darker the skin, the more the appetizer Amplify their eyes wide shut The 85ers can't recognize us They won't get it; we live to its limits Her jewels are endless The food polish pearls wit friction The world infliction, addiction As the Earth twirl out in space, suspended Animation expensive, canvas paintings by Claude Monet You're in the streets all week but wit the Lord Sunday It's more gunplay, more funerals More young graves, the usual Heard Marvin Gaye or Big Pun say "It's so haaaaaaaarrrrrrdddd!" I'ma soldier wit the pages and pen You a soldier wit grenades wit the pin The wages of sin is death The greatest offence is deaf Wait, you enter in as a guest But you want, revenge or respect [Killah Priest] So here's a tribute for judges gon' mute We salute, fire congress Smith for tellin' the truth Cheers to the system felon on you Rebell or get loose, here's to the troops Mandatory suspension This goes out to the cameras wit the bad lenses No love for the hands branded wit sixes Peace to the man-hand wit the crucifixes I know Lucifer's listenin' Peace to Black Jesus The Black Jesus that relates to wave cap and sneakers The Black Jesus that won't judge either Cuz he knows about the back of the bus and why we buss heaters In him we trust, plus he's a thug to keep us from locked up Or shot up, we love Black Jesus And for the people that say he ain't a saint He right there wit us in the clank And only thing that make 'em cry is the white paint Black Jesus, I saw 'em packin' a stima Not to kill you, but he knows it's real too We love you Black Jesus, he'll neva sell out At the White House, matter of fact he might get kicked out Cuz he wants the hood to hear what's he's talkin' about Black Jesus