
New song & video by my brother Trek Life. He recently formed a group with producer Speesh beats, violinist Jason Yang & DJ Buddy. Together they're the Kilahertz & the song is called "I'm King". Check it, check it out!
Televised revolutions on the net/
Only yet we're witnessing connecting us could pose a threat/
Over through the openness of poverty & hopelessness/
Cover it with shadows of a mob, tipping over stress/
& they've got their torches lit/
Progressive acting vocalist/
Close the lips of those who only wish to keep on holding whips/
Stolen chips are given back, what be that, Sherwood/
Justice wears the face of us, who be that, Thurgood/
Butter flies are flapping wings/
off the banks of river Nile/
Entitled waves amass a scene/
wash away the villains vile/
This is how we disembowel/
The belly of beast/
Another message from the east/
I only hope we hear it loud/
Let the wise men deliver, to the salivating crowd/
Thirsty for the end of hurting, fiending to begin the plow/
Plant the seeds for the pupils raised in the ways of now/
Present for the present state to never let it come around/
& My, my look at the times we're living in/
As blind eyes begin to see the vivid end /
As time dies, a new era fit to begin/
Let's celebrate the end, & get to starting over/
Birth of a nation/
Problems that they're facing/
Shadowed by rejoicing tears, cry for liberation/
Indeed congratulations is in order/
I'm from north of the border/
Responsible for the slaughter/
I was always on their side/
For them I'll always ride/
Being raised in the states, I learned we're in the same tribe/
Niggas in the eyes of those from outside/
They wanted us to die, it's conquer & divide/
It's all for the oil that rest beneath our soil/
Within our turmoil their nations are going to thrive/
It's too late though/
The murders & the rape/
Have replaced how we relate/
With the kind of hate though/
All according to plan/
Use the color of a man/
Then divide up all his land/
As if it was fate though/
But good luck though to my brothers in the south/
Africa's youngest country hope you show them what you're about/
& My, my look at the times we're living in/
As blind eyes begin to see the vivid end /
As time dies, a new era fit to begin/
Let's celebrate the end, & get to starting over/