Lyrics

Yeah Yeah C'mon Section-8 Egyptian 90's Flow Malah [Chorus] x2 Welcome to the oasis, the flow gracious Big ol' chains, and fat laces UFO rap shit, flying somethin' spacious But they ain't ready for that Back to the basics [Verse One] Old gem rare book of charms with the gold trim Masterpiece, who are you insulting? 4,000 years ago I started sculpting They've burned all the libraries down and killed the Sultan Light in the world came on, I plugged the volt in Clean white cloth, the Priest is here consulting Three dirty pennies predict they won't win Two shots lеft but bet I'm going slumped him Master of mystical war, look at how I function Watch how Saturn and Mars makе a conjunction All black, fuck the police, 'Straight Outta Compton' Back to the Liberty Bell we still stomping What was your assumption? Ground get stomped in Malah, it's not the jungle you wanna jump in Kill ya self, better yet in hell sucked in My voice in the radio box, I'm still pumping [Chorus] x2 [Verse Two] They call me Pop Shango; see how the rhyme go Serpent in the rainbow, invincible ensemble Deadly combo, lyrical shake conga City streets bit by the teeth of great mamba Let the lions loose on the long range entanto Lives from the African hut look like a condos Supply all the jewels you wear at a rhyme show Came from the Motherland take 'em back pronto Caught up in the tropical storm without a poncho Your shit deep up ship creek is where the comp go Never gave a fuck about OJ and the Bronco House nigga hit up, drown in the swamp slow Looking grim blot, pockets on slim float Camels fly tin tote, bullet hole Jim Crow First love in life, murdering a racist Dozens of black roses covering their faces [Chorus] x2 Yeah Chief Kamachi Philadelphia JuJu Mob My 90's flow Rise & Rhyme Yeah Rise & Rhyme Yeah It's the Messiah