You are about to experience The presence of the holy one It looks like things are changing I feel a shifting in the air This is warmth that I could
the king of all kings The keeper of light He holds eternity's wings My blood will spill my blood My blood will spill my blood In the wisdom of the prophet
soldiers Watch me fold ya For actin' like somebody never told ya So off we go, to the bloody row Tryin' to blood some souls, with that nine shot Givin' props
stop whinin I see my influence still shinin Hah! Hit you with my ultraviolence Skin cancer causing laser beam flow then causing riot Oh shit! I'm gon
, is the final chapter The ancetral lineage built pyramids Americas first immigrant The Kings sons and daughters from Nile waters The first architect, the first philosophers, astronomers The first prophets
What It Is Nigga Bow Down(Bow Down)Nigga Show Some Love Aint No Hoes In Us We Can Swing Dem Buds We Can Share Some Blood (Blood X6) Let A Nigga Loose
bring it on! [Chorus:] Oh shit it's your birthday, oh no it isn't. It's somebody's birthday, oh no it isn't. Oh shit it's your birthday, oh no it isn
pound of your body into six pence I'm sick of simple similes about The Sixth Sense I'll leave your body drenched in the blood of all your ancestors You
With no crowd around him Then we can't fail (Judas) I don't need your blood money (Caiaphas) Oh, that doesn't matter Our expenses are good (Judas) I don't want your blood
all thought of right or wrong - one final question: how long should we two wait, before we're one . . .? When will the blood begin to race the sleeping
excel nigga Trust me you can do it *Chorus* You can do it too young blood You can do it too young love Just watch what you do young blood And watch whose in your crew young blood
want... To mountains and valleys, to fire and snow, to sun, moon and wisdom rise your soul... it's the call...! Oh no, oh god, oh god no What is happening
I'm a prophet And I'm a prophet It's all about the profit It's all about the profit And I'm a prophet And I'm a prophet I'm a complex system I'm a line
our heads And into our hearts Children of Abraham lay down your fears, swallow your Tears and look to your heart Every man is his own prophet Oh every prophet
-I me pray you haffe see it Umm, bless the prophet, bless the King, bless the priest And bless up all the strifing youths inna the street Oh Rastafari
' like them soldiers Watch me fold ya for actin' like somebody never told ya So off we go, to the bloody row, tryin' to blood some souls With that nine shot, givin' props
