ILLA-NAM
ILLA-NAM
New York, NY
Hip Hop / Underground Hip Hop / Lyricist
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Artist: ILLA-NAM
Album: AMERICAN DREAMZ
Label: ILLA Records
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Poem by ILLA: 'COLONIAL Languages'
Judas betrayed us, in the wilderness was where we found him,
Like sellouts who lie and say they marched with Dr. King or Malcolm.
Scheme to divide us into islands and this slave nation,
Causing blacks to hate each other over their slave language.
They're taught to hate anything associated with Africa,
So, as you fight your brother racist whites are laughing at you.
Crack dealers are the greatest killers of their very selves,
Most middlemen are whiteboys, yo ain't he cool as hell?
All in your Empire like satanic vampires,
He only entered because you were the one who chose to invite him.
Its systematic, and here's the 'blue print' to how it works,
Find you a flunky and gain the trust of the whole world.
Make sure he's insecure, lawless, and a good liar,
So, when the hood rise up he'll lay low and secretly divide us.
Targeting our children like Lilith the whore of babylon,
Create their own religion and plagerize the Word of God.
That triangle is the 'all seeing eye' and you been lying to me,
So, here's what you could do, form your own secret societies.
Weed out the serpent among you and hold your family down,
Even loved-ones go astray and never turn back around.
Been targeting our women nigga check your television,
Homeowners and college students slumped over where they killed them.
So, ask me what I'm gon' do about it, I show and prove,
and organize my people bold enough to stand for truth.
Encode my message like Masons and Blacks on plantations,
Who overcame the foul satan through wise communication.
From the underground railroad to the subways of Hip Hop,
Nature of satan don't change, so Unite and be Smart.
ILLA-NAM
Poem by ILLA: 'Mother of Prostitutes'
She has insecurities and an obsession that she just can't stop
She lives in d'nile but Africa is far from her heart
Her hearts filled with scourn and she's plagued with bitterness
So this chick ran out with the enemy into the wilderness
She hates real men because we're a constant reminder of the truth
So she set out to assist the serpent in destroyin' our youth
You probably didn't know but she's been plottin' for a while
Defiant by nature but she still intends to lock you down
And like satan she's plottin' with the 'all seein' eye'
Backed by condemned supremacists wearing a wicked disguise
Condemned accordin' to scripture her place in hell is lowly
So treat your maker like you did in life, act like you don't know him
Whore of Babylon Sumerians may have once paid homage
Banned from the marketplace the Son's of God just ain't buying
We've never hurt you but you plotted on our very souls
You shall be set ablaze with fire purchased with your gold
ILLA-NAM
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