Akebulan

By RBX

On The RBX Files

Released on September 26, 1995

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My brothers, my brothers

My god, my god


[Chorus]

In deed I bless the mic of the X

Get down to the X

Indeed I bless the mic of the X

Get down with the X

Indeed I flip the mic of the ruffians

Get down with the X

Indeed


[Verse 1: RBX]

The united, no front

Brother madness staff

And I am, thee narrator: Reality Born X

Laying in a field baffled and perplexed

Once again the power of the X

Wondering will this war come before I am ready?

It is time load the weapon

This is the doormat to the funky format

Now step in, slam the door, hit the lock

Let me manifest the words of a rock

It's not Gibraltar

Step to this you will falter

I stand on the alter

Bringing my, slinging my, stingin' my [censored]

When I'm runnin' my fly words of wisdom

That your mental capacity might not capacitate

One

One is the sun

The sun is the black man

He is I, I am him

Them

Them witches they tried to stand in my way

Malik load the AK

Another clip is empty, quickly with the quickness

Word to brother

He hands me another

Meanwhile, the helicopters hover

Devils shoot around, down I duck, then Malik is struck

He is gone

Word is bond no time to mourn, I move on

Mission, not to get torn

Then

I am also hit

In the distance, David {censored} have a body bag

Hell no G, I can't go that route

I'll fight the pain

'Cause I can't sell the hell out

But war is on

So I lick my wounds and step, my mouth is bloody

'Cause my wounds were open wide

But my mental helps me keep stride

3, 4, 3, 4

Suddenly the sounds of gun roar

The allies, some pray to the sun

Devil's sweatin'

You can't run from Armageddon


[Hook]

We gotta go

Back to Akebulan

We gotta get

Back to Akebulan

We're on our way

Back to Akebulan

Our people made

Back to -


[Verse 2: Ganjah K]

Ganjah K

Behead the Saltines with guillotines

Machine guns for the [?]

Welcome to the scene

Pandemonia in Babylonia

Blacks reign supreme, I mean

Knowing it's only us

Niggas finally became a team

One thousand, nine hundred [?]


[?]

Paid was the cops

But we don't give 'em props


[?]

We gather in flocks

We stack shots for the wicked warlocks

Not, our people, men in [?] back when

MAC-10 rat-a-tattin', rat-a-tattin'

Only black men, hyperactin'

Wrapped in fury, surely no slackin'

Impurities, maturity grows in high decimals

Goodbye eskimos

Your time to reign mayne was periodical

Thought unstoppable but now probable

Phenomenal break through

It took a [?] and a homie to die to wake you

All day out in black

Black men are marchin'

50 mil' or more ride or flockin'

Spreadin' our wings like a pterodactyl

That's the practical, radical, animal, savage but intelligent

To simple principals used

Minimal criminal shoes

Only the sinful news

Wind up comin' up short


[Chorus]


[Verse 3: RBX]

Now it was way back in the day

My half brother Moses was walkin' my way

I said, "Mo"

He was just about to go

To the highest, coldest, caucus mountain to talk with the whites

Talkin', teachin' them the lights

Failed to realize that [censored] can't comprehend

Then

Whites, blacks, blend

Now in '95 we are livin' in sin

But a morbid state

So let the words of Revelations now revelate

[Censored] Can you relate or would you be found shot dead with ya head on a plate?

Please gods let's step

To a cipher and thought about what's goin' on

I am not confused

I see the chemical warfare is the tool that he used

That must mean, that warfare's in progress

Never the less, understand what I stress

I'll make a dash for my weapon

Now my mental [?]

I am ready for the combat

Now I find myself like on a mission

On a rooftop with my shotgun, ready, aim, position

Faulty transmission

Damn, there goes my get-away car

The helicopter swoops

Suddenly I'm surrounded by Arian troops

They let the bullets scatter

It's me, myself and mind over matter

And in my mind

I, have vision of Musa

And Mal Say Chong

And Ms. Basoon

And black Moses

And Malcolm X

And the most honorable Elijah

[?] mental smash

Then a mighty crash

The Arians were ash

Mission accomplished

Back to Akebulan

Victorious sounds of hoorah

We turn to the east and pray

For blacks, this is the day

For music...this is what we play


[Chorus]