[Prince Rakeem/RZArecta]   As long as you got mentally dead people   Who are living in the mental of death   Meaning living in a mental grave   you need somebody to dig that grave up and bring them back to life   There's no chance for a physical death   but there's chance for the mentally dead   (Yo, one-two, one-two-two)   So, we gonna come and resurrect them   That's why they call me the RZArecta   I'm out to resurrect the mental dead, by diggin up they graves   Bringin' 'em back to the surface      Niggaz is caught up in the midst of six   You better grab ahold of your crucifix   And this is it, the black God exists   Can you understand this? Let me teach you a lesson, yo   The pre-existance of the mathematical biochemical equations   The manifestations of rock, plant, air, fire and water   which are in it's basic formation, solid liquid and gases   that caused the land masses, and the space catalyst   and all matter that exists and is dense   Third dimension, that must be observed through physical comprehension   It takes a nerve to be struck, wisdom is the wise   poet spoken to wake up, the dumb who've been sleeping   The fourth dimension is time, it goes inside the mind   when the chakras energize through the back of your spine   So I observe as my chi energy strikes a vital nerve   One swerve of the tongue it pierces like a sword through the lung   Have you not heard, that words kill as fast as bullets   when you load negative thoughts, to the chamber of your brain   And your mouth pulls the trigger that propels   wickedness straight from Hell   From the pits of your stomach where negativity dwell   I searched the East coast and West coast down and most found   the small towns is like ghost towns, everybody moves slowed down   From Uptown to Bucktown give a fuck now Shaolin gots the crown   And cops'll still serve you from Jamaica Ave. to Myrtle   And cats carry more shells than turtles   Brooklyn Down Park Hill pussies unfertile   Buy wholesale, never retail    get females in deep spells   If you eat well, you sleep well   Send enemies to Hell   What makes hair, skin, epidermis, fingernail   Regenerate, when everything else disintegrate   A teflon vest so bullets can't penetrate   On the corner of my block there stood this old man   A black immigrant from the land of Sudan   Who used to tell stories to the children in the building   But never had a dollar to keep his pocket filled in   He bombed, he knew Deuteronomy, the science of Astronomy   But didn't know the basic principles of economy   I say the wise man don't play the role of a fool   The first thing a man must obtain is Twelve Jewelz   Knowledge Wisdom Understanding to help you achieve   Freedom, Justice Equality Food Clothing and Shelter   After this, Love Peace and Happiness   He had the nappiest head, I told him total satisfaction   is to achieve one goal in the scheme of things   He who works like a slave, eats like a king