We Are The Gods
(K-Prom?) Productions on this
New books, new facts, new hooks, new tracks
New tools, new gats
You fools should move back
Original boom bap, mystery school rap
Within the Pythagorean harmonics crowds
I move that
Whos that? The one who rocks this
Mic and a thousand others
For further evidence
You can check this very album cover
I'm about to smother the
Ignorance out you motherfuckers
You sleepin on this Teacha
Let me get you out them covers
No time for sleeping, no choking, stay awoken
African still beat when the stick's broken
I'm flowing, mind open, chakras glowing
I realize the all seeing being is all knowing
(Hawk?) clean
No interruption (chief blowing?)
From heaven we came from
So to heaven we going
We the first agriculturalists
We reap what we sowing know who you are
Not just what the TV's showing
I came to find you, we are the gods!
I came to remind you, we are the gods!
Don't let them blind you, we are the gods!
The truth is inside you, we are the gods!
Grow up, feed the needy, avoid the greedy
No one but us look like Akhenaten nefertiti
Not the painted bust of Nefertiti
But the Nefertiti on the temple wall seen by
All in Ancient graffiti
Heed me, 33 years ago, god freed me
Then she said she needed me to
Spit the truth for her weekly
Freely, easy open mics now don't teach me
My face gets sweaty, palms get all greasy
I start flashing shit, all you see is feces
Written shit, spitting shit
KRS a different species
This boy beast, he's slow and he's low
That is the tempo, when you know you know
Rappers come and go always claim they run
The show til they feel that
Thunder blow, straight from the mother flow
Gutter flow
Faced with bullshit, I spit the other flow
But bullshit's a
Fertilizer, maybe they'll help
These brothers grow, i don't know
I came to find you, we are the gods!
I came to remind you, we are the gods!
Don't let them blind you, we are the gods!
The truth is inside you, we are the gods!
Queen mother, wake up king father, wake up
You sleeping on this teaching
It's you I got to shake up
Wake em up, we the return of the Christ
Christ is not a man
It's a symbol of a community
Brought back to life
They got you looking for a red
Or white or blue savior
But here comes the black savior
Krishna gat blazer
Tongue sharp like that razor
Original rap flavor
I speak in general terms cause I'm that major
Still got to paint you privately
Don't lie to me
God is the Motorola mobilizing inside of me
My sheep know my voices
They choice and they flock to me
When knowledge reigns supreme
Ignorance you not gon' see
Unite with me, and I'll unite with you
Don't fight with me
And I won't fight with you
Establish law, that's what we gotta do
The future's dependent on us
Maybe this is not for you
I came to find you, we are the gods!
I came to remind you, we are the gods!
Don't let them blind you, we are the gods!
The truth is inside you, we are the gods!