[Featuring Father Lord Hell Razah]
[Hell Razah]
The Sunz of Man sion has been opened up
The door is open yeah yeah
It's like beware of biochips I share hits
harder than slavewhips like I waited to get tips
From Egypts to seaships to bein chased by New York
cops out the precincts and words was bricks
We buildin projects to pyramids evil kid
I destroy your ass like London Bridge smoke trees of weed
Take off the leaves out the twigs, pure truth is what I got to give
a lot to live for, you ain't rich before poor
It ain't peace without poor, how would stand without a floor
under, over, toxicated, sober
Younger, older you're elevated, higher than a Empire State
Elevators I roll with creators and cremators
Stalkin through this nature, the heaven raise ya
Capacity in your brains beyond the clouds of rain
Seven and a half are contained
Space was my birthplace, meditate in cocoons
Now see snakes in human costumes...
[Killah Priest]
Expand your mind (4X)
In time... in time...
[Father Lord]
Call this, the blind man talk, cripple man walk
See nor hear not Son of ?Zsaslot?
?Dividend Bird Segment? of unseen beings
speak no evil to all I see, tappin into the world
reason with the proper wisdom meditation
Situation on file from state to state
Rate to pay, state debate, contract dates
Cheddar in error, slave mental death to the treasure
Watching my road with the blood of the land, consequence
Never strayin New York ?we cut a Roxy green beretta? like ya never
?blackring? on the ?axspring? the ghetto contact
Put him on tracks, and let's see how they act as the aftermath
increase accelerate the Sun behind you radiate, to burn to ashes
Ain't one of the parties
