Critical Awaits (feat. Aljoe, Angel Sentelle) Video (MV)

Judgment day Judgment day judgment day
Hey I'm a freak of nature
That's probably why you think that I'm in need of a savior
Indeed but I really don't think that you're in a place to
Tell me how to live my life
Tell it to me all the time
Couldn't look me in the eye
Because inside you hold despise
But why is what I do but yet such a crime
I repel and resist
The conforming of times
To help and assist
The poor and the blind
So they can afford to see the gorging in the sky
Scraping from the bottom of a benevolent kind
We the people are so unequal
You treat us fecal like we so f*cking lethal
And yet you're the one with all the guns
You poison us with all your drugs
Label me a menace cause my brothers are thugs
And the system has them all on the run
Who the f*ck in their right mind would think this is fun
We will fight this war until it's all said and done
And close the gap between the rich and the slums
Let I be the one to cast the first stone
Let's pass the torch on
Let the masses march on
To capital lawns
Watch and ring the alarm
And when the riot gear stones
You tell me who's in the room
I only preach what I saw
There is no peace in your laws
Ab-a-dee ab-a-dee blah blah
Motherf*cker it's on

Storm on the horizon
Prophecy foretold
Judgment day on the way
Flags of hate unfold
Feel the pressure rising
Taste it in the air
Satan knows his time is short
War spreads everywhere

Black lives with no choice in a poisonous matter
Like dreadlocks with chemicals and oils lathered
I was born by the same pipeline in the river
But one of two dyke blondes with my vote November
Twenty five summers old no books thrown
I could blame the white man you stay in control
True intellectual born from the belly of a teenage waist
Forty days late sick of soul trade face asymmetrical
Spending godless nights on vodka and sprites
Grinding my teeth but my jaws never drop at the price
Yet somehow these bitches ain't worth it when I ain't perfect
Just a master at my trade working with the same serpents
As trained services God given their slaves purpose
Long self prescribed fourth waivers and paid nurses
These European lookers keep both of my lane merging
My life resembles a vain purchase
My death remain certain

Angels bring God's vengeance red the rivers flow
Walls of men crumble down it comes a mighty blow
Feel the pressure rising soon it will explode
Hear these words of warning watch this sky
Judgment Day judgment day judgment day judgment day