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Mystic

=unknown, kavalier= =killah priest=
I've a star, [what's deal god, I heard you got some]
I've found a star, [bad about killah priest, ya know]
I've found a star, here, right now it's madness, ]
do we go from here, [things going on, word, shooting up, ]
After the storm is clear, cops, ya know what I'm sayin, ]
Where do we go from here, [it's madness that's 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]
build, ya know what I'm saying? ]
['cause, ain't nobody gonna, nobody
out for me... ]

=killah
It's the end of the road, like 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 over pennys and crumbs, plenty of guns,
Crammed in the city slums, the man none,
For this next millenium, starving when they breath,
You can see they kidneys and lungs, they left blind, and dum,
far from a pretty one, praying to god, when will he come,
But of my crew is atheists,
While the other halfs waiting on a spaceship, I can't it,
Screaming life is what you make it, so fake-friends,
They all snakes in the end, trying to they face,
Try to blend one mistake, I see grin,
They say we of the same kin, we have 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 the hopeless and homeless, with eviction notice,
Arrive the infant joseph, with a grudge to ceasar,
Like the blood of jesus, I told the they don't love us,
We don't um' either,
My sword drink the blood of an un-believer,
My sword would the blood of an un-believer,
My sword would drink the of an un-believer,
My sword drink the blood of an un-believer..

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

=killah
My home is where the physco rage, spending long nights and days,
Inside a cage, is it the curse of a Bible plague,
Welcome, to the cyber age, the air's burning a microwave,
The holy lands sees 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 caves invade,
The dirt my nails got a story to tell,
I wrestle with angels like michael l, nights in jail,
Beneath the hells dungeon, the drunkest tounge kids,
We all haunted and unwanted, city,
Where the air stays hot and misty, I see crack with 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 in green camoflage, I see camels on mars,
stars, scanning are cars, world famine at large,
They got us trapped like shadrack and and the abednego,
I'm looking for the 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, kavalier= =killah priest=
Where do we go from here.. do we go, ]
After the storm has cleared.. [beneath the red moon, skys
Where do we go from here.. [where do we go from ]
After the storm has cleared.. [after the is clear ]
Where do we go, we go.. man is desolate, ]
After the storm has cleared, the has cleared..
[we amongst 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, here, from here [travel at the end of the ]
the storm has cleared.. [road, looking for the ]
Where do we go, away from here, [gold, like that, ]
the storm has cleared.. [honesty, love, peace, ]
happyness.. ]