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Mystic

=unknown, maybe =killah priest=
I've found a star, [what's god, I heard you got some]
I've found a star, [bad news about killah priest, ya
I've a star, [out here, right now it's madness, ]
Where do we go from here, going on, word, shooting up, ]
After the storm is clear, cops, ya know what I'm sayin, ]
Where do we go here, [it's madness that's going on in the ]
the storm is clear... [world today, so what I've gotta do is]
[open up my mind, and try to, ya ]
[know, it from there, from what i]
[can build, ya what I'm saying? ]
['cause, ain't gonna, nobody gonna]
out for me... ]

=killah
It's the end of the road, like the red moon,
Over tibet, theory of the 12 monkeys, left in this war hungry,
We kill over blood money, the cops seem to think funny,
We over pennys and crumbs, plenty of guns,
Crammed in the slums, the man pity none,
For this next millenium, kids when they breath,
You can see they kidneys and lungs, they blind, skinny and dum,
Sights far from a pretty one, praying to god, when 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 in the end, trying to hide they face,
Try to one mistake, I see them grin,
They say we of the same kin, 'cause we the same skin,
I live amongst the unholy, we all role weed, thick as rollies,
Until the lords scold me, and told me, you'll be my moses,
Go sake the hopeless and homeless, with notice,
Arrive like the infant joseph, a grudge to ceasar,
Like the blood of jesus, I told the they don't love us,
We love um' either,
My sword would drink the of an un-believer,
My sword would drink the of an un-believer,
My sword would drink the of an un-believer,
My sword drink the blood of an un-believer..

=unknown, kavalier= =killah priest=
Where do we go here, [where do we go from here]
After the storm has cleared, [after storm has cleared]
Where do we go here, [like nights over tibet]
the storm has cleared..

=killah
My home is where the physco rage, spending long nights and days,
a Bible cage, is it the curse of a Bible plague,
Welcome, to the cyber age, the air's like a microwave,
The holy lands miles away, I pour out some alisae, beneath the skies,
'cause the clouds are grey, ? of graves of the older slaves,
Reptiles araise, from out the they invade,
The dirt my nails got a story to tell,
I with angels like michael l, spending nights in jail,
Beneath the hells dungeon, with the tounge kids,
We all and unwanted, forgotten city,
Where the air stays hot and misty, I see crack fiends rotten titties,
Twist the top off a whisky, the block is risky,
That's why my shots empty, till the cops and get me,
I stay in green camoflage, I see on mars,
Already stars, are cars, world famine at large,
They got us trapped like shadrack and 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 the tek out my hand, dropped to the earth,
Caresed the sand, yes I understand now, I a voice say,
Come hither, I while others slither, lead me to my fathers river..

=unknown, kavalier= =killah priest=
do we go from here.. [where do we go, ]
After the storm has cleared.. [beneath the red moon, moan]
Where do we go from here.. [where do we go here ]
After the storm has cleared.. the storm is clear ]
do we go, we go.. [bound man is desolate, ]
After the has cleared, the storm has cleared..
[we love the, ]
Where do we go, from here, do we go
infectionate, ]
After the has cleared.. the storm has cleared,
the seperatist, ]
Where do we go, from here, from here at the end of the ]
the storm has cleared.. [road, looking for the ]
Where do we go, away from here, [gold, it's that, ]
After the has cleared.. [honesty, love, peace, ]
happyness.. ]