[Featuring Father Lord Hell Razah]

[Hell Razah]

The Sunz of Man sion has been opened up

The door is open yeah yeah

It's like beware of biochips I share hits

harder than slavewhips like I waited to get tips

From Egypts to seaships to bein chased by New York

cops out the precincts and words was bricks

We buildin projects to pyramids evil kid

I destroy your ass like London Bridge smoke trees of weed

Take off the leaves out the twigs, pure truth is what I got to give

a lot to live for, you ain't rich before poor

It ain't peace without poor, how would stand without a floor

under, over, toxicated, sober

Younger, older you're elevated, higher than a Empire State

Elevators I roll with creators and cremators

Stalkin through this nature, the heaven raise ya

Capacity in your brains beyond the clouds of rain

Seven and a half are contained

Space was my birthplace, meditate in cocoons

Now see snakes in human costumes...

[Killah Priest]

Expand your mind (4X)

In time... in time...

[Father Lord]

Call this, the blind man talk, cripple man walk

See nor hear not Son of ?Zsaslot?

?Dividend Bird Segment? of unseen beings

speak no evil to all I see, tappin into the world

reason with the proper wisdom meditation

Situation on file from state to state

Rate to pay, state debate, contract dates

Cheddar in error, slave mental death to the treasure

Watching my road with the blood of the land, consequence

Never strayin New York ?we cut a Roxy green beretta? like ya never

?blackring? on the ?axspring? the ghetto contact

Put him on tracks, and let's see how they act as the aftermath

increase accelerate the Sun behind you radiate, to burn to ashes

Ain't one of the parties