From the forest itself comes the for the axe Split this wilderness, listen up, this where it's at a path so that you could find your way back Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down
flies by like clouds passing in the sky Lifetime's here, then with the blink of an eye March through the one step at a time March through the desert one step at a
From the forest itself the handle for the axe the staff, Moshe rabbainu, split the ocean in half March through the desert, this ain't where at 'em down, chop 'em down Chop, chop 'em down, chop, chop 'em
Patterns engraved, not so erased wandering, tryna find your place Playin' the game, I see on your face the yiddin, like children sold as slaves
Strange ways through the maze Strange ways always in the desert tryna find your way Lost, lost in the desert find your way
From the itself comes the handle for the axe Split this wilderness, listen up, this ain't it's at Clear a path so that you could find way back Chop 'em down, 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down Chop 'em down, 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down
Joseph, descended, sold as a Thrown into a dungeon 'cause he be swayed Interpreted dream and Egypt was saved Stock, piled for seven years of rain to all the nations when the drought came
Joseph, rose to and the yiddin stayed started to grow and success was made Pharaoh's worried, let's make 'em pay Bound in chains, first born was down to their graves
Moshe, was and a prince he was raised Hashem, spoke to him, here's a message to Take my nation Mitzrayim, I see the suffering Hard hearts, ego breaks, take and make way Trail blaze through the wasteland the chains
Last just the ruminants through the desert leaving footprints Peel off the lid this is just plastic, get into it, get into it hitter, stepping solid, never quitter, jump into the ocean Before it split, gotta jump it
Rip, rip in Egypt, get into it, through my fire lit, just get it 600,000 witnessed it, no you didn't forget, no you didn't Rip, rip through Egypt, get into it, gotta jump into it, jump, jump it
In the spiritual desert, things are not what seem camouflaged, just to fit the scene
Rip, rip through Egypt, jump it In the spiritual desert, things are not they seem camouflaged, just to fit the scene
The king is in his throne of glory The is sitting in his throne of glory The is sitting in his throne of glory