Contrast To Ma Fury
Black babies, white babies
It's a loveless decay of tortured souls
Redefine the words and you pray
Or retreat back to the heart
Press the remote on your guillotine
Or seek the calm of the earthbound rose
The graffiti says you must believe in Jesus
But it sure is a hard pill to swallow
It's just a contrast to my fury
Who's to be my judge and my jury
If the black revolution comes, oh Lord
I fear it may be too late
Neo fascists reviving the old trash
The realities of a volatile world
It's a psychological journey
So you can wear a mask thru this maze
The future puts my head in a spin
But suppressants helps me ease my passage
Well, I got 15 minutes of fame, oh lord
Guess i'm out of time
It's just a contrast to my fury
Who's to be my judge and my jury
If the black revolution comes, oh Lord
I fear it may be too late
It's just a contrast to my fury
Whose to be my judge and my jury
If the black revolution comes, oh Lord
I fear it may be too late
It's just a contrast to my fury
Who's to be my judge and my jury
If the black revolution comes
I fear it may be too late
It's just a contrast
Oh, oh, oh
I fear it may be too late
It's just a contrast
It's just a contrast
To my fury
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's just a contrast
It's just a contrast
To my fury
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's a loveless decay of tortured souls
Redefine the words and you pray
Or retreat back to the heart
Press the remote on your guillotine
Or seek the calm of the earthbound rose
The graffiti says you must believe in Jesus
But it sure is a hard pill to swallow
It's just a contrast to my fury
Who's to be my judge and my jury
If the black revolution comes, oh Lord
I fear it may be too late
Neo fascists reviving the old trash
The realities of a volatile world
It's a psychological journey
So you can wear a mask thru this maze
The future puts my head in a spin
But suppressants helps me ease my passage
Well, I got 15 minutes of fame, oh lord
Guess i'm out of time
It's just a contrast to my fury
Who's to be my judge and my jury
If the black revolution comes, oh Lord
I fear it may be too late
It's just a contrast to my fury
Whose to be my judge and my jury
If the black revolution comes, oh Lord
I fear it may be too late
It's just a contrast to my fury
Who's to be my judge and my jury
If the black revolution comes
I fear it may be too late
It's just a contrast
Oh, oh, oh
I fear it may be too late
It's just a contrast
It's just a contrast
To my fury
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's just a contrast
It's just a contrast
To my fury
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
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Writer(s): Thomas Ribeiro
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