dead weed, in the mind is where I plant seeds To grow fruit, of king's so brute, of army troops Mighty men in celestial suits You need healing, my mic
I say Hit pause, record and hit play I'm backed by a beautiful strong wiz Bless all to the Earths and all the kids Long live the god Divine and Big Free Young seeds and great
survives and evil has plans for survival. The celebration of thanks and prosperity would signal the forces of Evilsyde to begin the attack and ultimate capture and
light is shining through. I feel that there is hope for a world so brave and new. Many seasons have changed and the king is old and weak. The princess
say Hit pause, record, and hit play I'm backed by a beautiful strong wiz Bless all to the Earths and all the kids Long live the god Divine and Big Free Young seeds and great
me, and what is carved in the very ice all about me... My destiny is at ha nd... [The Herald of Enlightenment:] And so, enrob'd by tendrils of starfire and
the mind is where I plant seeds To grow fruit, of king's so brute, of army troops Mighty men in celestial suits You need healing, my mic give you incredible
power strong and true! [- Upon the Gates of Ninnghizhidda - 5:9] Sent upon the gate to realms of the dead and the dying Wherein no inscence does burn and
Elder gods And blood of man is the blood of vengeance And blood of man is the spirit of vengeance And power of man is power of the Ancients And let it
am Because God is, without the showbizz ain't no magic in His linguiztics He is the definition of exsitence God is, before any thing was And God did,
my cellie I told many stories (many stories) I taught my cellie how to pray and give God the glory (God the glory) for all things great and small or else
harder than the bricks in my tenements Wu-Tang, forever and a day, webe killin' it [Masta Killa] So patient, they sat there in the aisles and waited
