Young Lord - CF, Constant Flow, Kelly Finnigan

Hey, I’m at work right now

Umm, I don’t know what’s going on

People are saying a plane crashed into the other tower

I just wanna let you guys know I love you

See her father died on 9−11

Tryna reach her, couldn’t catch her left a final message

Said he loved her through the sirens and the fire engines

Then you hear a crash from the plane, no flying lessons

Uh!

14 years later you find her pregnant

Bout to have a new addition, no Michael Bivins

See his seed is gon' rise like the Phoenix outta

Ground zero, he a hero call him freedom tower

Back like Karma, reincarnated from the ash of the martyrs

On a path of Siddhartha

From the past of Pearl Harbor with no scratch on his armor

Hannibal Barca named in the honor

Of his grandfather, it’s a full cypher

360, for junior it’s a cake walk to run this city

No P. Diddy, not a bad boy

Just a young lord, the king is home

Royal blood line, divine like Da Vinci code

Young lordddd!

Living my darkness

Just when you think you’ve won

You realize you standing alone

My strength comes from my people

Feeding off power a king on his throne

A king on his own

Grazed by some streetwise John Gotti

Ghetto genius Afeni or I’m like Noam Chomsky

A fiend on something like Leon Trotsky

Back from the dead and I ain’t talking Rob Zombie

World war Z, park

Occupy ground zero, full of body parts

Bring em back to life quicker than a millisecond

Sick of living in this silhouette of building 7

Back like Karma, gathering shadow on me

Unifying all gangs under one panther party

They rejoice when they join their redeemer

And God spoke to them with the voice of Mumia

Saying rise, sun rays like a solar power

3000 souls rose like lotus flowers

Peter’s bones coming back from the Vatican

Out the catacomb to attack the establishment

They couldn’t kill a dream, so the people in power

Nailed him to the cross made from the twin towers

Mutilated his corpse then they scattered his remains

To the corners of the Earth for the status he attained

Heart went to Africa, hands in America

Mind went to Europe to find why he superior

Arms went to China, legs south of the border

And his torso was tossed somewhere out in the water

But he back like Karma, who’s the redeemer

Unified the whole world, new Pangea

Heart went to Africa cause that’s where it started

And his hands in America, greed of free markets

Mind went to Europe and it undergone a renaissance

Arms went to China with guns aimed at the pentagon

Legs from the border with them immigrants running

And his torso came like piranhas out the Hudson