Psychic Hotlines

Lyrics

[Intro: Hell Razah] Yo, what's up, man? Yo just maintaining, just chillin', just chillin', you know what I'm sayin' Goin through the same shit, that's all Yo I got, I found this paper, knawhatimsayin? Talkin about that Illuminati stuff, some New World Order Some psychic hotlines or something like that Let's give em a call see what's up *numbers dialled* *ring* [Chorus: Hell Razah] Hello, my psychic hotline Dial 1-900 Free-Yo-Mind, Da Last Future, call us up if ya blind We don't need a phone to communicate with minds It's Hell Razah, hello, my Psychic Hotline [Pre-verse: Unknown] Yo, we got some callers, son Let's pick up the first caller, the first caller Hello, my Psychic Hotline Yo, we got the first caller Put me through to the Psychic Hotline [Verse 1: Hell Razah] Hello pranksters, too many gangstеrs in hip-hop Without knowledge, it's like a pyramid built that ain't solid Your ass'll gеt blown away demolished You better study more jewels than college, I promise Who dare double dare, the truth scare those with peace street consequence To eat, rather West Coast to Middle East You'll be marked by the beast That decrease that black race that increase Too much ocean, it get deep for dreamers that's asleep Blessed be the meak, it be the strong versus the weak The wolf vs. the sheep, to fight and like cowboys and indians Cops and criminals, American citizens vs. aliens I dug up more lies than Liberians Here I be Sha the King of the Israelians Use your little two ears to hear me in In the meanwhile, Razah reptiles, get exou, who try to bite us With their poisonous, Silent Weapons For Quiet Wars always be the noisest Now you got riot squad, surrounding the house of God Pulling out their shotties, Illuminati agents Trying to divide and conquer, your heavenly body I study my roots while you party And get drunk off of Bacardi Rentin Ferrari's, a hell safari North America's wilderness, Zoo York where animals stalk And work for the Devil without a pitch fork Selling pork of all sorts, trying to kill off our righteous thoughts Now the wicked is fallin', hold on somebody else is calling Somebody else is calling [Chorus: Hell Razah] 1-900 Free-Yo-Mind, Da Last Future, call us up if you're blind We don't need a phone to communicate with minds It's Hell Razah, hello, my Psychic Hotline [Break: Hell Razah] "Yo I got things messing with my mind, man" Psychic Hotline [Verse 2: Hell Razah] The next caller, call from the south of the border Needed information on the New World Order "I got a daughter, and a son and gun Which way should I go, Heaven is too high" Hell is too low, hello, I come forth in white robes for Black Justice The untrusted, they get convicted, I predicted Ever since I was evicted from the house of the wicked Raise the mental dead, swinging my double edge swords taking heads I'm giving vampires garlic bread Mattresses for their death bed I see three sixes inside your forehead with the same aim as an infared And slaves hang off their last thread Before the spread of bloodshed Hit those that be spoon-fed, treasures of the wicked Prophet, nothing ever gifted Im from the city where the streets are gold The young and the old own thrones made of precious gems and stones Arise, let me exercise The adrenaline for the millennium Devils they be kill 'em, I'm healin them Givin' my competitors, faces the Syrians Dragging opponents through oblivion Taught by the teacher of experience You and your seed need to be camouflaged like fatigue 'Cause degree and thieves be making judgements on stolen land The Children of Israel, expand in the Village of the Damned I meditate on Mount Fuji inside Japan Never let your left know about your right hand Understand, don't bite it, I write it With thoughts of a psychic with hotlines [Break] Let me use, let me ask a question How long you was on the phone God, damn *more arguing* I got some questions that need to be answered I wanna know about the ebonics Ebonics? I can tell you about the shit Ebony? What that ebonics stand for Ebony slang Devils wanna know Bout to go outside [Chorus: Hell Razah] 1-900 Free-Yo-Mind, Da Last Future, call us up if you're blind We use a microphone to communicate with minds It's Hell Razah, hello, my Psychic Hotline