[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.