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