Wicked Ways

Lyrics

[Intro: Killah Priest] And that's my word... that's my word [Chorus] If you're blind to the Wicked Ways The Devil plays mad tricks on your mind (check it out) If you're blind of the Wicked Ways (yeah, check it out) The Devil plays mad tricks on your mind (yo) [Verse 1: Killah Priest] The President just ordered the Navy to hit the borders of Haiti Slaughter babies from the waters of Euphrates Maybe they sent germs that polluted our sperm And made us live uncircumcised in the serpent eyes And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies But in the halls of Pharaoh the walls are narrow And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom This be the dance of the graveyard So do the spank with the dead zombie Here comes the tanks of a Red Army The real Jew is you, Jeremiah 14 and 2 Enforced by the Hebrew Ya hovered by the eagle, America is evil Let no man deceive you, beat you, or mistreat you The tribe of Edom, stole your freedom And Edom means redneck I'm throwin' bullets in my TEC Nah, I'm goin' out like Joshua With a pen, an army and an apostle [Chorus] If you're blind to the Wicked ways The Devil plays mad tricks on your mind If you're blind to the Wicked Ways The Devil plays mad tricks on your mind [Verse 2: Hell Razah] I remember The six doctors, that wanted to take my brain into a laboratory Destroy me, since birth My baby talk was psychic thoughts Flashbacks, all the past blacks trapped in the present Killing for dead presidents Where every ghetto residence is evidence In a future: there will never be none If we don't become, unity Or get them Devil made guns, and leave them demons bleeding Give 'em back with tons of speeding bullets Fuck your technology, it's trick-knowledgy Tellin' lies to my vision, I was given, enough time to master the criminology And Mr. Pastor teachin' demonology Words of dope knowledge, I demolish Evil men with an easy win When my thoughts are spaced out, come down to earth The Devil crawls 'cause he's lonely, jealous And a victim of the unholy ghost [Chorus] If you're blind to the Wicked Ways The Devil plays mad tricks on your mind (mind) If you're blind to the Wicked Ways The Devil plays mad tricks on your mind [Verse 3: 7th Ambassador] He listens to the cries in the distance of the next victim Wishin', that he had some assistance And right before his eyes it appeared Beware when the shadow caster, demon master's in the near He blocked the true light from your sight And transformed your brightest days into your darkest nights I had your blind man praisin' the grave 'Cause he feel the cross that lays in the dirt And think he's in the church, not even aware That death is near and he's one step from his grave A naive mental slave if he had, his third eye sparked He might've been scoping Them demons that be lurkin in the dark Always keep your glowin' eye open By knowin' who your enemies be I can see you but you can't see me Escape from your chains like the Great Houdini And disappear like a majestic genie in midair Vanish, that's my advantage And then I transform to a hurricane storm And rain holy water for seven days and seven nights The chosen ones spark the light Of the Sun, that's killin' off villains by the ton Sealin' all the doors to the hells, correct spells That were cast on my peeps that were weak Made to keep my peeps in a deep sleep [Verse 4: 60 Second Assassin] Behold! The angels out the Heaven Who professes a whole new rap, session reposessin' the gossip Back so black, better hand over your act Or trapped to 7:53, who have received the law By the dispositions of angels And have not, kept it, transgressed it Better burn your Testaments Ain't nothing changed niggas is gettin' arrested Beat down like wrestling On the count of false impression, indiscretion Advise 'em all with the glimpse, of a third eye The silent sleep, and wicked I work you niggas out like physics I blast out from the heart of Brooklyn, like an arrow Just stick to my point, it's narrow I shoot niggas back, into the time like pharaohs I smoke up on your brain, leave it Burnt as Sahara, that leaves desert, with a rock storm Leaving niggas buried and Putnam Avenues lawn Headquarters, of the Zoo, what part wasn't reviewed Or didn't you understand I'm drilling niggas back under the surface of the land [Outro: Killah Priest] Show the righteous man, stand in great loneliness Before the face of such that have afflicted him And may no account of his labels For they see it, they shall be troubled with terrible fear And shall, be amazed at the strangeness of his salvation So far beyond all they were lookin' for