The Prodigy: My world is empty without you

[Sample:] My mind and soul Haven't like this This love between us no more exists [Verse 1:] This my song to the most high, who created all life on earth Like the birds that fly, the sweet the air we breathe All plants and trees, the sun, and every planet in the galaxy Yo, they feeding us bullshit with all these books We didn't ask to be here we got took Enslaved, and killed, we was raped and hung We was lied to, and forced to build America We was robbed of our technology, and knowledge of self The Black man, is the original man of this earth We can live under the sun, it give us strength The White man gets sun burn, and cancer of the skin I got a lot of white friends, I'm not a racist I acknowledge the most high, I'm not an atheist I just tell see trough the bullshit, and speak my mind They terrified of my words, so they censor my rhymes Good lord I'm crying out to you, have mercy On the slave masters souls, they did us dirty They don't give a fuck, about they own poor white trash Just imagine how they feel about my black ass Fuck Christopher Columbus, the Indians was here first And fuck the Vatican, the pyramids is older Shot off the nose and lips of our statues Mad it was black faces, that was staring 'Back at you' We even built pyramids on Mars, they won't tell us about that 'Cause then we'd realize who we are When I wrote 'Pearly Gates' they said I hated God So I wrote this song the creator the all [Hook:] My world is empty without you baby (without you) [x4] [Verse 2:] This my song for the Almighty the first and the last Your bloodline is alive and healthy These people don't scare us They call us niggers so much we wear it It's like a reminder don't forget it It's no forgiving, the evils that got the whole world possessed Under the spell, of the mightily green dollar bill Got us running 'round shooting people up, beating people up Sticking people up, selling people drugs Genocide, suicide, homicide, murder These are the things that we see being brought up In cartoons, movies, and history books We go outside, and it's the real gun smoke Lil' niggas in the hood got car bomb burners, fifty-two shot banana clips Lil' devil kids getting locked up for life, and do it on purpose We fearless, and numb to the pain and the hurting... Lord! [Hook:] My world is empty without you baby (without you) [x4]