[Produced by Ryuichi Sakamoto, Jaques and Everton Nelson]
[Elijah If one would hold up such truth as the truth of God, to the people, I do think that he's within 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 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
Marvel] Well, I can't do anything without consulting my crystal first. Let's go inside here, just come along, 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 days 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 express yourself And it's hard to enough to undress yourself To exposed and naked, in a world full of hatred Where the sick thoughts of mankind all the sacred I pause, take a back, record all the setbacks Fast towards the stars in the jetpack My might fail me, my heart might ail me The synagogues of Satan accuse or jail me Strip, crown, nail me, brimstone me They might defeat the but they could never ever kill me They might can feel the music but could 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 birth certificate, that the real me The can't conceal me The sun rise and the moon and the sky's gon' reveal me My pours water out my tear ducts to heal me My Lord's too The message grab a hold to 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 grandma told me bed a nigga make, he lay in it The you go to pray in it, the work is on the outside Staring out the windows is for songs and house flies
[Bridge: Givens] I've got to say I, got somethin' to say
x3: Latonya Givens] Yesterday, yesterday is Tomorrow, is on the way You don't have time to Gotta get it