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

=killah
the end of the road, it's like the red moon,
Over tibet, theory of the 12 monkeys, in this cold war hungry,
We kill over blood money, the cops seem to it's funny,
We over pennys and crumbs, plenty of guns,
Crammed in the city slums, the man 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 one, praying to god, when will he come,
But half of my is atheists,
While the other halfs on a spaceship, I can't take it,
Screaming is what you make it, so called fake-friends,
all snakes 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, as jamaican rollies,
the lords scold me, and told me, you'll be my next moses,
Go sake the hopeless and homeless, eviction notice,
Arrive like the infant joseph, with a to ceasar,
Like the blood of jesus, I told the judge they don't us,
We love um' either,
My sword would drink the of an un-believer,
My sword 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, kavalier= =killah priest=
Where do we go from here, [where do we go from
After the storm has cleared, [after storm has cleared]
Where do we go from here, [like nights over
the storm has cleared..

=killah
My home is where the physco rage, long nights and cold days,
Inside a cage, is it the curse of a Bible plague,
Welcome, to the cyber age, the air's like a microwave,
The holy sees miles away, I pour out some alisae, beneath the skies,
'cause the clouds are grey, ? of graves of the older slaves,
Reptiles araise, out the caves they invade,
The dirt under my got a story to tell,
I wrestle with angels like l, spending nights in jail,
Beneath the dungeon, with the drunkest tounge kids,
We all haunted and unwanted, 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, the cops come and get me,
I in green camoflage, I see camels on mars,
Already stars, are cars, world famine at large,
They got us trapped shadrack and mischaak and the abednego,
I'm for the city of gold, I pity the soul,
take humans, and start branding them like food cans,
It's like the 6 of the hexagram,
Resembles the sex of man, all my in bethlehem,
I dropped the tek out my hand, 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, maybe kavalier= =killah
Where do we go here.. [where do we go, ]
After the storm has cleared.. [beneath the red moon, skys
Where do we go from here.. do we go from here ]
After the storm has cleared.. [after the storm is ]
do we go, we go.. [bound man is desolate, ]
After the 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, from here at the end of the ]
After the has cleared.. [road, looking for the ]
Where do we go, from here, [gold, it's like that, ]
After the has cleared.. [honesty, love, peace, ]
happyness.. ]