[Produced by Ryuichi Sakamoto, Jaques Morelenbaum and Nelson]
[Elijah If one would hold up such truth as the truth of God, to the people, I do think that he's his right to stay out of sight of the people until he has won everything to himself as the Bible report was good like this. That he's something like a king looking for a kingdom. And that he go and he visits the people and he leaves the people and goes away and waits 'til the time when he can seclude again. Then he returns to the people that he had made, himself, a manifest. So I think there's a pretty thorough answer
[Professor Well, I can't do anything without consulting my crystal first. Let's go inside here, just come along, I'll show you, thats right, here, that's it. Sit down right here. This, this is the same genuine, magic, authentic crystal used by the priest of Isis and Osiris in the of the pharaohs in Egypt. In which, Cleopatra first saw the approach of Julius Caesar and Mark Antony and so on and so on. Now you better close your eyes, my child, for a moment, in order to be better in tune with the infinite
1: Jay Electronica] It's frustratin' when you just can't yourself And it's hard to trust to undress yourself To stand exposed and naked, in a world of hatred Where the sick thoughts of control all the sacred I pause, take a step back, record all the Fast forward towards the in the jetpack My might fail me, my heart might ail me The synagogues of Satan might accuse or me Strip, crown, nail me, brimstone me They might defeat the flesh but they never ever kill me They might can feel the music but never ever feel me To the lawyers, to the sheriffs, to the To the debt holders and the law you, sue me, bill me That name on that certificate, that ain't the real me The lies can't me The sun rise and the moon tides and the sky's gon' me My brain pours water out my tear to heal me My too beneficent The message a hold to every ear it get whispered in The waters in the bayous of New Orleans still The universe is listenin', be careful you say in it My told me every bed a nigga make, he lay in it The church you go to in it, the work is on the outside Staring out the windows is for love songs and house
Latonya Givens] I've got to say I, got somethin' to say
[Outro x3: Givens] Yesterday, yesterday is Tomorrow, is on the way You have time to waste get it right