We open our windows at dawn so we can see you
We close and lock them at dusk so you can't see through
For the ones who killed Biggie and Tu Pac, we need not ask why
For they are not of us, riders only at night, filled with pride
Their jealousy streak secretes from their envious veins
Their quest: to break every prayer, to cause despair, & the weak pain
Let's know they aren't liken, but still one in the same, our ancestors fought them and back they came
They asked for the majority now we are few them many
They asked for fear from us and the Lord said, give fear to those it is due, now what's their excuse
Let's have a month to remember, a national non-violence month to pay what is long over due.
Whoever does violence gets triple punishments
We will warn the Robin Hoods, tough guys, men who are these are but still very good.
That they need not abstain for fear of the consequence, for their courage has and is well understood
But that they do it to honor The highest of power, whichever energy we may call it
For when it rains on a Christian, Jew, or Muslim we all feel it
Then there will be no mistaking those who despite our cause, can't fake it, just do evil for its own sake
I realize, well this may not come as a surprise, that I probably won't see it happen in my lifetime
Yet wouldn't it be awesome if for one last time we showed them who's better between those who love sanity and goodness and those of evil and travesties
For one time before we're forced to anyways, before the revelation days we stopped the violent tendencies
We would pray in whatever way that we wished, to help ourselves overcome it, and find God's way, then we this generation would be able to say to them, "we're more powerful" and we took sin off the shelves
