Looking Glass - Killah Priest, Allah Sun

Uh, looking inside my book

Uh, one time, uh 4th Disciple

Uh KP, dimes, uh, in the looking glass

Live for everything, when I open up my book

None for nutting knaw’mean?

Seeing the looking glass

Life and Death is like a carnival in cemeteries

Ain’t nobody left that’s honorable they all been buried

The Chronicles, from Muhammad schools to Gods name vary

Black people are the promised Jew’s cause we lost already

My cross is heavy, I carry it — this is my burden

Look in the sky!

See chariots, why the Earth is just burning

The worst is determined by the birth of a person.

I’m also hurting

Soul searching, I go to the sermons of elder Gerry Burns

Life as a failure, my worries return

I know cats who could of went pro

Wasn’t born with a silver spoon to his mouth

But put a silver spoon to his nose

He was nice in football but every time the hood call he would go

The projects is like the insane asylum, full of gangs and violence

Pain and problems, heavy rain I hear violins

At funerals, it’s the usual — explain this knowledge

Every time I look and close my eyes

My mind I can see the end of time

Looking at the world — it’s so divine

While I’m staring through my looking glass

Every time I look and close my eyes

My mind I can see the end of time

Looking at the world — it’s so divine

While I’m staring through my looking glass

The pastor preaches, wives and widows open their purses

Throwing dollars hoping one day they meet Jehovah in person (The Lord)

Miracles;

a man who can’t walk leaps out of his chair

Saw the same man a week before walk up his stairs

An old lady who can’t hear, she just stares

Showing no facial expression

She’s a victim of racial oppression

Her grandkids she pray Angels protect 'em

A knock at the door — it’s agents and detectives!

«Your kid’s been hit by a stray» (Oh Lord!)

Another dollar got to find a better way

Another day, another lesson, life stressing

Dice games, liquor stores and pool halls

Money on the table, spot that Q-ball (Rack 'em up)

Winner takes all, now rack 'em

The nine ball symbolizes the planets

The last ones to get the black one

To get 'em you have to crack 'em

Listen to this «innerstanding»

Absorb is more than just gambling

Every time I look and close my eyes

My mind I can see the end of time

Looking at the world — it’s so divine

While I’m staring through my looking glass

Every time I look and close my eyes

My mind I can see the end of time

Looking at the world — it’s so divine

While I’m staring through my looking glass

Remember W.D. Fard Muhammad

The prophet that gave Elijah his knowledge

Elijah gave it to Malcolm

But on their way to the promise they ran into problems

And only through death they resolved

From the Mosque to the school up in Harlem

'Cause Clarence X left, started his own set

Gave a new breath of fresh air to the projects

With the Supreme Arithmetics

Young teens got hip to the devils tricks

But in '69 the God got hit

But you can still hear him when Poppa Wu parts his lips

And there was Dr. Malachi Z. York with deep thought

Called himself «The Lamb,» «The Nuwaubian,» «Godly Man»

Built his own Egypt on the top of the sand

Then there’s Yahweh Ben Yahweh, called down UFOs

All these men the U.S. knows

It’s like our mind deteriorated when drugs came in

And it took us back to the cavemen

Every time I look and close my eyes

My mind I can see the end of time

Looking at the world — it’s so divine

While I’m staring through my looking glass

Every time I look and close my eyes

My mind I can see the end of time

Looking at the world — it’s so divine

While I’m staring through my looking glass

Uh-huh, world wide G-Sciples

Yo Rest in Peace

To Allah Sun on the hook baby

He was never buried he was only planted

'Cause we’re gonna grow from this