Sign Of The Times
Imagine the Word of God
Without religious groupies
Imagine a savior born in a Mexican hooptie
Persecuted single mother in a modern manger
You'd crucify him again like
A fuckin' stranger
Tears of the anger are worth
More than diamonds or rubies
Imagine bein' locked up since juvie
Imagine changin' your life and still
Goin' out like Tookie
Imagine niggas talkin' shit when
They never knew me
Imagine a movie that depicted the
Pain in your life
Like them kids in Afghanistan chasin' a kite
For most of the world
That's what it's like
Imagine if the woman you suppose to love
For the rest of your life
Is set to marry someone else at
The end of the night
They say you fight the greatest jihad
In your heart and your mind
And fight the hardest when
You start from behind
So I dream the impossible all the time
Fuck a Masonic design America's
Future is mine repeat that to yourself
'cause if culture's a crime
Them numbers tatted on your arm
Aren't too far behind
They can only conquer you after
They've murdered your mind
So rise up, motherfucker
Like the sign of the times
I feel my body weakenin'
But my spirit is fine
Ready to go to war with devils
At the drop of a dime
And fight with my rebel army
Until the stars are aligned
Nostradamus was a white man's prophet
Who predicated European supremacist logic
Because the pilgrims and Conquistador columns
Killed more innocent people than
Hitler and Stalin
I guess the fortune-tellers skipped
An antichrist or two
Brother, give this to the OG's
Doin' life with you
And pray for the problems
With the Pope psychology
So the Vatican will offer an apology
(for what?) for destroyin' the people's
Liberation theology
Snatchin' the spirit of Jesus
From people in poverty
Business decisions like keepin'
People in prisons but had the opposite
Effect: incarceratin' religion
That type of crooked politics
Imposed on a populous is obvious if you read
The Northwood documents
Forget the compliments for what I recorded
And live for revolution instead of
Always dyin' for it
Remember a bullet can never stop me
My legions are led by
The spirit Haile Selassie, watch me
Even if I'm shot in the chakra
I will prosper doppler effect
Bumpin' music out a helicopter
Tellin' the Persians, "Dig up Zoroaster!"
And tell them I came back as
The son of the Ahura Mazda
Fish out the Philistine Dagon from
The shores of Gaza
And call Quetzalcoatl flyin' over La Raza
This is my message to the older gods
I'll sacrifice you all to the revolution
Like the Romanovs
Lost in the desert like the Hebrews of Israel
The blood clot system tried to
Kill me like sickle-cell but I survived
And I'm alive to fight another day
Cocooned in a coma
I can still hear my mother pray
Sister cryin' out to God
"Please let my brother stay!"
Walkin' towards the light
But somethin' is pullin' me the other way
Immortal Technique rise up, young brother!
It is not your time to die