From the forest comes the handle for the axe this wilderness, listen up, this ain't where it's at Clear a path so that you could find way back Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down
Time flies by like clouds in the sky Lifetime's here, then gone the blink of an eye March through the one step at a time through the desert one step at a time
From the forest comes the handle for the axe Drop the staff, rabbainu, split the ocean in half March through the desert, this ain't where at Chop 'em down, 'em down Chop, 'em down, chop, chop 'em down
Patterns engraved, not so easily Still wandering, find your place Playin' the game, I see pain on face Nowadays the yiddin, like sold as slaves
Strange ways running through the Strange ways always lost in the desert tryna your way Lost, lost in the tryna find your way
From the forest itself comes the for the axe Split this wilderness, listen up, this ain't it's at Clear a so that you could find your way back Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down Chop 'em down, 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down
Joseph, descended, as a slave Thrown into a dungeon 'cause he wouldn't be Interpreted pharaohs dream and Egypt was Stock, piled food for years of rain Sold to all the nations the drought came
Joseph, to power and the yiddin stayed They started to and success was made Pharaoh's getting worried, make 'em pay Bound in chains, first born was sent down to graves
Moshe, was saved and a prince he was Hashem, to him, here's a message to relay Take my nation from Mitzrayim, I see the Hard hearts, ego breaks, take and make way blaze through the wasteland breaking the chains
Last generation just the through the desert leaving footprints Peel off the lid this is just plastic, gotta get into it, get it Heavy hitter, solid, never quitter, jump into the ocean Before it split, gotta jump it
Rip, rip in Egypt, get it, through my fire lit, just get into 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, into it
In the spiritual desert, things are not they seem Snakes camouflaged, to fit the scene
Rip, rip through Egypt, into it In the spiritual desert, things are not they seem camouflaged, just to fit the scene
The king is sitting in his throne of The king is sitting in his throne of The king is in his throne of glory