[verse1] I'm tired of the theories and mystery deaths still waters run deep, so gone hold your breath I keep returning from the soil, 'cause my soul is a seed the lips of the righteous, many mouths to feed my beats full of pain, I make every cut bleed traveling at the speed of thought, milliseconds connection made too fast to draw your weapon taught to raise my hand in class and question lessons no guessing, no man is worthy of my confession drag'em out the booth, stop sitting by the door like a spook tried to manipulate the youth they don't fall too far from the tree like fruit the truth is in the proof, not the pudding You keep an azz full of shit, so I won't put my foot in it so, good morning star, Venus fly trap at dawn checkmate the King, when I crush you like a pawn [verse2] These baby boomers starting rumors like they know me but, I move silent and swift like Shinobi The O.G. Original God the Elohim the cream of the crop, many plot to see the ending the vengeance of a devil's apprentice in the making devotional prayers, but you can't bind Satan, forever so I shift the gears of your ears fine tune your hearing, get sample clearance endurance, moving in the realm of the spirit speaking in a tongue, the ancestors hear it like John with the 4:4, better read the scripture or those will be the last words you hear before I hit you get out and vote, help the beast get a seat It ain't who you know, it's who you sleep with...the secret has been exposed, there's no need to keep it so, I keep poison in my veins for you leeches [verse3] Broken seal of Solomon trying to swallow me standing on my square, the whole universe is god's craft follow me into the Sun, melt away your plastic you weak muthaphukas get caught up in the rapture for instance, no verb agreement in your sentence read the closed caption, if you can't interpret action so I crack the code, send them back to manufacturers I know you're grafted, straight from the Caspian Black Sea millennium, return you to the dark age resurrect the dead book, animate the page bring words to life, every verse ignite the sleeping teaching, man how to crawl, stand, and walk it's not my fault...it's your faulty azz design stop gossiping all the time and build on your shrine.

Chorus: Mama...Get Up, Get Up [3x] This Is Your Resurrection Moved to the city of crime, barely a dime nothing in the bank account, but still paramount used to hit the church for food, thrift store for clothes Did we complain? Hell No That was the world to us, key to living the only god that we knew, our religion used to walk through the house and feel great although we had food stamps and section 8 woke up every morning late, but on time I used to play sick in bed, she didn't mind she was that cool, put us in a public school she used to build ISH without tools I'm serious, this quiet woman was a quiet storm when she got furious, that was the end of it, period wasn't no talking back or cussing in the house mama kick your arse out Chorus: Mama...Get Up, Get Up [3x] This Is Your Resurrection She didn't smoke, she didn't drink an introvert according to psychological experts but she had friends, that were mostly men that played tricks on her mind, but she didn't bend unbreakable, sensational, she was quite the charm in the midst of chaos, she stayed calm in arguments she said "wait your turn what's the purpose if you can't debate and learn?" Quincy and Laverne, Madison, but First Let me break it down for you cats on earth Charles was a Saint, although he was a Hustler turned kids out, but he couldn't touch us she look you in the eye, before you could lie, you'd cry "stick to your story" she said "umm hmm" was her only reply, 'cause she knew game, but still we tried to fool mama Chorus: Mama...Get Up, Get Up [3x] This Is Your Resurrection Unstoppable Cause, no pause, even when the doctor spoke you didn't listen, regardless of the signs and symptoms nothing could destroy your position until it attacked your immune system Between the clinical visits, the pain, the brain infection, the changes that you went through when you said you were tired and couldn't hold on and you let go, you suffered so long together so strong, seemed like forever I didn't have to work hard to make you proud before you close those curtains, take your bow I'm going to keep that vow that we secretly made on that day that your lungs went breathless I knew it was selfish to keep you here had your bags packed, a plane ticket, ready to roll no choice, but to let you go Chorus: Mama...Get Up, Get Up [3x] This Is Your Resurrection