Eyes of a Disciple

Lyrics

[Bomshot] One-two one-two Yo, check it Bomshot, yeah, Jus Allah, Shabazz the discple [Verse 1: Bomshot] We recline on thrones Rap the self-growns (?) resiting poems carved in stone Unrole the ancient scrolls Translate the words of Allah, so you can hear them And thrive down the narrowest path to be near them I place the seven lamps Upon the seven miles 'cause the Earth to comforth (?) from the North Producing violence Sacred like a virgin wield in white cloths The wise are attracted to the light like moths If all the trees repent and the ocean fills with ink You still couldn't write the amount of rhymes I think My words form rivers for vessels to float on Strong enough to hold on More rhymes than the Qu'ran Accurate Arabic, the angel starts to sing Glory be to the new-born king Hollow be thou name, demons follow a flame I talk to the dead and continue to heal the lame Chorus: Shabazz the Disciple (x2) Take a look through the eyes of a disciple Walk inside of my footprints in the sand Understand the lessons of the bible It's been long suffering since my arrival Let my life struggle and what I accomplished be The compass for your survival [Verse 2: Jus Allah] At the sound of my name, erase everything your brain pretains The date's the same, nothing but the fates have changed The strength is drained you feel faint indescribable pain Like a needle full of paint in your veins Wishing you hell, get sick, never get well Knock the motherfuckers out, the sound of a bell While Allah keeps smoking like an ounce per L Maybe more, I never keep count to tell I'm Allah's best, you motherfuckers eat hog flesh That explains the savage ways and the dog breath King of all things, big and small The Islam I control with the motherfucking chips fall Chorus: Shabazz the Disciple (x2) Take a look through the eyes of a disciple Walk inside of my footprints in the sand Understand the lessons of the bible It's been long suffering since my arrival Let my life struggle and what I accomplished be The compass for your survival [Verse 3: Shabazz the disciple] I'm like the one crucified with the thieves In this land where men are persecuted for what he believes So gather away from the sinking ship or face the penalty Change the way you be thinking, man, 'cause y'all ya enemies Control the population with drugs and deseases Got my people acting evil Strung out with needles waiting for jesus What's made in the image of God? Who turned savages? Get murdered by the government gang with silverbadges Then Babylon (?) Giuliani MC, you hang, slang your bang bang like punani Word to old spirits above me One day y'all motherfuckers gonna pay 'cause Allah don't like ugly Chorus: Shabazz the Disciple (x2) Take a look through the eyes of a disciple Walk inside of my footprints in the sand Understand the lessons of the bible It's been long suffering since my arrival Let my life struggle and what I accomplished be The compass for your survival