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