Dispear Lyrics - Distant Relatives - Nas

Lord, this spear, huh 

Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi 

Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh 

Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya 

This spear, hey 

Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek 

Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh 

Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya 

This spear 

Like burning spear and such and such before me 

Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh 

Enforcing all the laws 

The master of the masses 

One has power, the other one lacks it 

Guns are power, controlled by assets 

Owned by financial forecasters 

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Who are the masters? They are the gangsters 

They are the bankers, the ones who tax us 

The masses, they are us 

The sheep, the people, divided in classes 

I go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my 

War paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit 

I'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit 

Let a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again 

The masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups 

The masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through 

The masters are the aristocratic 

The masses ask if the Most High is on his way here 

I'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear 

Hey, I say, this spear, huh 

Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi 

Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh 

Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya 

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This spear, hey 

Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek 

Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh 

Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya 

This spear 

Like burning spear and such and such before me 

Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh 

Enforcing all the laws 

This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze 

Mislead, the media misleads 

Scares you to the point where you miss sleep 

With that said 

This lead with this Ruger and that shooter 

Sub-machine gun ratta-tat through you 

Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad 

Our future is 

Mislead, three strikes 

There's no school when a teacher strikes 

This economy, this monopoly 

Get no job, just own your property 

Now it's back to what comes natural 

Must survive any how you have to 

Despair, desperation 

But I have no fear when I hold this spear 

Make some bwoy know mi nah smile 

'Cause this spear nah beg friends 

Man a run racket, man a run scheme 

Man a run race, man a rundown Benz 

Can't trust a she nor we nor 

Eye in a contact lens 

Man a run from police and a rundown wealth 

And dollars and nah make sense 

So, rise up to my defense 

Hollow pointed is my preference 

Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard 

Get referred by the wrong reference 

When this spear start dispense 

It a fly and a tear through fence 

Dismember your members and all of your limbs 

Body bust inna 'nuff segments 

Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk 

Man all a run out a time and ends 

Man a run up and down and a run fi dem life 

And a run down this month rent 

Nutin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road 

Then man hafi go touch pavement 

Despair was a tool that was used to enslave man 

And make manservant 

Escape from Despair and Desperation 

Becomes more urgent 

Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul 

With spiritual detergent 

A distant army, a distant relative 

Controlling the circumference 

And any man move with no permission 

They're feeling the circumstance of 

This spear, hey 

Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, man a, eh 

Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh 

Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya 

This spear, hey 

Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47 

This spear, eh 

And anytime them clap it up the whole city level 

This spear 

Like Burning spear and such and such before I 

Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh 

They can't ignore me, no