The Last Poets
The Darkness
[Verse 1: Killah Priest]
Stolen verse from the oldest church
The backyard black gods
Dig a hole in dirt, make the omens smirk
Swollen earth, woman in travail showing birth
The gates of hell are open, you’re going first
Snakes and spells from goat-men that show a curse
That build a idol that’s golden that’s bold with girth
They call him Legion with demons
“Good evening,” said the man from England that went to breathing
The men in hoods are grieving for good reason
The mouths of wolves are bleeding
While I form pyramids out of the shape of dodecahedrons
Who do you believe in?
I came from the nebula region
From the forever I talk to Tesla while he’s sleeping
I’m from the world right before dreaming
From that spot then a second of dark when you blinking
Lord Sun from where the ward’s from
Armored disciple, my sword is a ton
Drag your corpse from my horse, it’s pale
The writer is hell, look back at me, turn to salt
Force, Medusa’s head on a burning cross
A pitchfork and the ruler dead in his own court
[Bridge: Killah Priest]
Bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh
The god is unknown, source before death
He sit upon his throne, hip-hop’s royalness
Look at him zone, got to enjoy this
[Verse 2: Abiodun Oyewole]
Darkness, we come out of a canal of darkness
After nine months in the womb, it is out of this darkness that we come into the light
The mystery of the dark is haunting
Makes you feel insecure
Like you’re blind and don’t know what’s up ahead
And somehow you must feel your way, somehow you must find your way
The darkness is intimidating
It scares the daylights out of you
It humbles you
Leaving you to depend on your eyes of your soul and the beat of your heart
And yet there is beauty in the darkness
It becomes a background for the stars to shine
A cushion for the sun to rest his head and allow the moon to adorn herself with glitter
Darkness, we come out of a canal of darkness
After nine months in the womb, it is out of this darkness that we come into the light