A group comprised of Killah Priest, Timbo King formerly of Royal Fam, Hell … Read Full Bio ↴A group comprised of Killah Priest, Timbo King formerly of Royal Fam, Hell Razah of Sunz Of Man and non Wu-Tang artists Tragedy Khadafi and William Cooper. They released their debut self titled album in 2005, through Nature Sounds Records. Before doing so they released two underground mixtapes, The Black Market Vol. 1, and Vol. 2: Dead Street Scrolls.

Mayday
Black Market Militia Lyrics

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[Intro: Hell Razah]
Fear the evil music, Renaissance Child
Yeah, Black Market, yea, Black Market Militia
We gon' talk to the ghettos, Hell Razah
All my niggaz in the projects, Will Cooper
Blood on the walls, yeah, yeah
And it breaths so shit, real deep, yea
Black Market Militia, roll with this

Ain't fuckin' wit us, yo, yo

[Hell Razah]
Welfare, got a respect for my moms
I found out, George Bush was the same as Saddam
I'm a digital bomb, downloaded on the CD-ROM
Before Muhammed and the Holy Qu'ran, an Egyptian God
Abraham, saught the science of Brahm
Breath of life, education of Christ, gave Satan his life
He bought souls when they came with a price
I got the dice, rollin' three sixes, blowin' widow kisses
Keep wizes, readin' Hebrew scriptures
Each gun go a longer distance, to get ya
I develop, so the seller get the bigger picture
Ron O'Neal, superfly without no deal
I'm Shaquille, when it comes down to lyrical skills
Maccabee be a seed of Israel
What I can't eat in a mill, I guess, I'mma leave in my will
Set fire to America's flag, and the President mad
I raise the states, like the price of gas

[[Chorus - 2X]: Hell Razah]
We try'nna save up for AK's
Having helicopter niggaz screamin' "Mayday!"
This is Black Market Military, don't play
Ain't no comin' at my family, the wrong way, aye

[Hell Razah]
Child support, disrespectin' my pops, it's fucked up
When ya man breakin' bread with the cops
They love talkin' a lot, so we send they heads back in a box
This for Ray Charles and Red Foxxx, let off a shot
And all the brothers in the prison cells, livin' in hell
It's dawn of the dead, we born here, to war with the feds
Lead the snakes to the edge, watch it fall of the ledge
It ain't over til we kill 'em, and oil they eggs
Probably kicked down the White House door
'cause they wipe out poor, people that's homeless
Who life like lost, while the rich get richer, the poor get poorer
So we run a menage, on both Bush's daughters
And show 'em all the riches that his twin sisters bought us
That made a World Trade, when they slept with a slave
The same ones that got AIDS, that sickness ya'll made
The resurrected Nat Turner's, back from the grave

[Tragedy Khadafi]
When I write, the angels cry, tears fall out of the sky
Hit the earth, take human form and fly
Prophets and messengers, rise out of they graves
My enemies'll treat, four legged beasts, back to the cage
Mountains of Caucus, I'm just dealin' with higher forces
Satellite's take flight when I'm swervin', bulletproof porsches
The first dynasty was that of Egyptian's
Before commandments, my name was written in golden scriptures
When I spit, it's like bare witness to Allah Chikis Sahatta
Nat Turner burner, soul of a rider
It's like me and you subtracted from two, last one left
Right over left, when cowards die, thousands of death
Let the revolution start, where's your heart, let ya heat pop
Feel the lost cause of Afeni, when she lost Pac
Betty Shabazz, the slugs tore Malcolm's chest and he drop
Audobon building, might get murdered, what I'm revealing
Cinematic like Michael Moore, Fahrenheit 9/11
Mac-11 flamin', the president's head til it severed

[Outro: Killah Priest]

May day, may day, I report from the hood
Black Market, I report from the hood, Black Market

Overall Meaning

The song "Mayday!" by Black Market Militia features the verses of Hell Razah, Tragedy Khadafi, and Killah Priest discussing various themes such as inequality, societal corruption, revolution, and the struggle of the oppressed. The song starts with a warning to listen carefully to the message of the song and the group's intention to speak to the ghettos. This sets the scene for the rest of the verses which continue to discuss the harsh realities of life in the hood.

Hell Razah's verse discusses his realization that there are similarities between George Bush and Saddam Hussein. He also mentions his admiration for some ancient religious figures and their teachings. He raps about being a digital bomb that can make an impact on society through music. Tragedy Khadafi focuses on the belief that his words have a divine connection and that he is speaking on behalf of the messengers and prophets. He also references historical political figures and how they were murdered for standing up against oppressive governments. Killah Priest concludes the song with a statement that emphasizes this message, "I report from the hood, Black Market."

Overall, "Mayday!" is a politically charged song that calls for change and revolution in the face of systemic oppression. The verses are a commentary on the societal issues that plague the marginalized communities and a call for the unity of like-minded individuals in the face of adversity.

Line by Line Meaning

Fear the evil music, Renaissance Child
Be wary of the corrupt messages in the media that brainwash us all

Welfare, got a respect for my moms
I have a deep appreciation for social welfare programs that help struggling families like mine

I found out, George Bush was the same as Saddam
I see the hypocrisy in the actions of political leaders who claim to fight for freedom and democracy

Child support, disrespectin' my pops, it's fucked up
The system of financial support for separated parents is unfair and often punishes fathers unfairly

The same ones that got AIDS, that sickness ya'll made
The HIV epidemic was made worse by government inaction and discrimination against marginalized communities

When I write, the angels cry, tears fall out of the sky
My powerful words have a profound impact on the world and those who hear them

Let the revolution start, where's your heart, let ya heat pop
It's time to start a revolution and fight back against the corrupt systems that oppress us all

May day, may day, I report from the hood
I'm sending out an urgent call to action to everyone in the struggling communities that I come from

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