Mystic
=unknown, maybe =killah priest= I've a star, [what's deal god, I heard you got some] I've a star, [bad news about killah priest, ya know] I've found a star, [out here, now it's madness, ] Where do we go from here, [things going on, word, up, ] After the storm is clear, cops, ya know what I'm sayin, ] Where do we go from here, [it's that's going on in the ] After the is clear... [world today, so what I've gotta do is] up my mind, and then try to, ya ] [know, take it from there, what i] [can build, ya know what I'm ] ['cause, ain't nobody gonna, nobody out for me... ]
=killah It's the end of the road, it's the red moon, Over tibet, of the 12 monkeys, left in this cold war hungry, We kill blood money, the cops seem to think it's funny, We murder over pennys and crumbs, of guns, Crammed in the slums, the man pity none, For this next millenium, kids starving when breath, You can see kidneys and lungs, they left blind, skinny and dum, Sights far from a pretty one, to god, when will he come, But half of my is atheists, While the other halfs waiting on a spaceship, I take it, Screaming life is you make it, so called fake-friends, They all snakes in the end, trying to hide face, Try to blend one mistake, I see grin, They say we of the kin, 'cause we have the same skin, I amongst the unholy, we all role weed, thick as jamaican rollies, Until the lords scold me, and told me, you'll be my moses, Go sake the and homeless, with eviction notice, Arrive the infant joseph, with a grudge to ceasar, Like the blood of jesus, I the judge they don't love us, We don't um' either, My would drink the blood of an un-believer, My would drink the blood of an un-believer, My sword would drink the of an un-believer, My would drink the blood of an un-believer..
=unknown, maybe =killah priest= do we go from here, [where do we go from here] After the storm has cleared, [after storm has cleared] do we go from here, [like nights over tibet] After the has cleared..
priest= My home is the physco rage, spending long nights and cold days, Inside a Bible cage, is it the curse of a plague, Welcome, to the cyber age, the air's like a microwave, The holy lands sees away, I pour out some alisae, beneath the skies, the clouds are grey, ? piles of graves of the older slaves, Reptiles araise, from out the caves invade, The dirt my nails got a story to tell, I wrestle with angels like l, spending nights in jail, Beneath the hells dungeon, with the tounge kids, We all haunted and unwanted, city, the air stays hot and misty, I see crack fiends with rotten titties, Twist the top off a whisky, east the is risky, why my shots empty, till the cops come and get me, I stay in camoflage, I see camels on mars, Already stars, scanning are cars, famine at large, They got us like shadrack and mischaak and the abednego, I'm looking for the city of gold, I the soul, That take humans, and start branding them food cans, It's like the 6 of the hexagram, the sex of man, all my children in bethlehem, I dropped the tek out my hand, to the earth, Caresed the sand, yes I now, I heard a voice say, hither, I walk while others slither, lead me to my fathers river..
=unknown, maybe kavalier= priest= do we go from here.. [where do we go, ] After the storm has cleared.. [beneath the red moon, moan] do we go from here.. [where do we go from here ] After the storm has cleared.. [after the storm is ] Where do we go, we go.. man is desolate, ] the storm has cleared, the storm has cleared.. [we amongst the, ] Where do we go, here, where do we go infectionate, ] After the storm has cleared.. the has cleared, the seperatist, ] Where do we go, from here, here [travel at the end of the ] After the has cleared.. [road, looking for the ] Where do we go, away here, [gold, it's like that, ] the storm has cleared.. [honesty, love, peace, ] happyness.. ]