Nas - The Prediction Lyrics
[rich nice]Whats happenin brothers and sisters?Welcome to our time[jessica care moore]Afro-angels hide my weapons in tanglesBlack star spangled, fragile like hematite with the east oils I writeIn spite the lack of sunlight, got my battle boots tightNow that the governments gone, cant tell your left from your rightWe the assassins laughin while the new worlds collapsinMother earths ribs crashed in, armored carways Im blastinAs the earth rebels now womb swellsThe birth of black magic, savin my people force of habitYou cant find if you aint never had itSpiritually crafted blackness and hair-twisted ghetto embargo liftedPower-shiftin comb-fistin I predict goddesses you runnin after witchesI kiss my fourteen stitchesKeep all my baby girl wishesI predict all the oceans turn dryNot one baby girl will cry as you attempt to grow broccoli from the desertWe will take our pregnant bodies, drink from underground riversWash your face between our legsWhile recreating humanity, we will summon yem and yawSearch for our fertility, ban all pink and yellow pillsBan all pink and yellow pillsI predict killing fields of ghetto armpatch anti-hatchHate groups will be bombedChildbirth becomes outlawedAlways will be branded numbered and barredAll paper money is goneThough few scholars can interpret our scrollsYour sky has holesWe know the young is oldNastradamus tell us how the story gets told