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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 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, ]
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 storm is clear... today, so what I've gotta do is]
up my mind, and then try to, ya ]
[know, it from there, from what i]
[can build, ya know I'm saying? ]
['cause, ain't gonna, nobody gonna]
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 over blood money, the cops seem to think it's funny,
We murder pennys and crumbs, plenty of guns,
in the city slums, the man pity none,
For this millenium, kids starving when they breath,
You can see they and lungs, they left 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,
life is what you make it, so called fake-friends,
They all snakes in the end, trying to they face,
Try to one mistake, I see them 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 the hopeless and homeless, with eviction notice,
like 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 would drink the of an un-believer,
My sword would the blood of an un-believer,
My would drink the blood of an un-believer,
My would 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 from here, [like nights over
After the has cleared..

priest=
My home is where the physco rage, spending long and cold days,
Inside a Bible cage, is it the 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, ? piles of of the older slaves,
Reptiles araise, from out the caves invade,
The under my nails got a story to tell,
I with angels like michael l, spending 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, east the 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 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 like cans,
It's the 6 points 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= =killah
do we go from here.. [where do we go, ]
After the storm has cleared.. the red moon, skys moan]
Where do we go from here.. do we go from here ]
After the has cleared.. [after 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, here, where do we go
infectionate, ]
After the has cleared.. the storm 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 from here, [gold, like that, ]
the storm has cleared.. [honesty, love, peace, ]
happyness.. ]