them nice niggas had me aiming deep
I was born in south philly where the pagans eat
philadelphia [brotherly love?] put me in the place to be
I know what the cain do for me, brain damage nothing new to me
now you KNOW shit is closing in
shit been adding up, is oldhead a soldier then
said he knew I was the return of Christ and shit
that was í98, who prepared to fight for this
who demonized me to the umph degree? michael [archangel, the mic] did
ever since the lamb [israel] turned to the goat [lucipher], frightening
freedom allah said he knew yacub was in philly
I was like sure you right, we at war now for realty
and I dropped my shit on the building I was killed in
martin luther king jr. is sigí, and youíz wasnít listening
I been swept under the rug [sutr], boxed in davidís web
being the born ultimatum, to raise the dead?
how is it heel heal me, if Iím aí kill these/achilles niggas
shii, you feeling me now? I know what the deal is...
wired pidgeons fired at the line of scrimmage
denied by peter three times in my village,
grimy pilgrims pray entire lifetimes for their lying children
u haven't heard me lately,
I've been dying to get into pearly gates with my eighth key
murdered by the serpent's turned face and unraked leaves,
burned and baked by degrees,
burgers in lakes of grease debate the weight of shaking trees
learn from what the bacon feeds and escape from alice's crazy dreams...
U killed it with that verse, sun! let em peep the shine directly and eat death's screams...
it's sad that so many will look but not comment.
....yeah, 'cause they scared [or in awe]. stay up my brethren...alice crazy dreams, on-point. morpheus said to nio follow the rabbit. bugs bunny said it best: "poor nimrod". they got a choice [nio or nimrod]. next verse coming...
Christ's ressurection in progress
...Iím straight outtaí south philly, t.o.n.y. christí still up in the building
raised here since being killed up in the sixties
m.c.ís best bet is to listen hard
so, she in logan now? Iím a lo gun now, solo artist
seven wiped out when I put the squeeze to Ďem
navy seal shit, gills is how we breathe through it
Iím from the breeze laughing at beans, seen through him
in-house better stay in the house, bingí you bitch
the bing canít hustle or muscle me holmes
listen...Iím Wu, man, from the Key [Ki] stone
niggas crippled to me, the sirens going off
the first party [me, myself, I] blowing gunpowder in they cloth
Iím not a blues brother, I got a few ovens
to cyzíem up, thatís my liíl brother, twin bugginí
to bring it back to black, brothers incorporating
exchange bullets with anybody caught trading...
...Iím here for one story only...
...this city two to three stories high from the floor, and...
...still wilder than the projects, gottaí get the truth out, huh
well, here it is, shoot now, what...
...yah'mean, how the story goes, The Father said, all you gotta' do is "C" me...
...my main man wannaí exile me, shii, but Iím caught-up
you know about the beys, I came up with Ďem, warred-up
know about the strange shit, canít be explained, shit
I am real life, this is not to entertain youíz
m.c.ís not fuckiní with me, put the money up
nobody getting through to me, shii, dummy-up
when you see what I been through, I ainít síposed to breathe?
look, I ainít supposed to live? I ainít supposed to see?
been upstairs, but down here, Ďcause yíall ainít controlling me
think Iím supposed to be scared of yíall like woe is me?
a damn shame pagans worship my fighting skills
my own chosen people chose me to die for real...
..ay, phileo got ten more months to get me out the rut. shit not lookin' good for 'em at all...
the math done
G.ís now in new jersey, D.ís now in california
Iím [O, a tone] still in philadelphia [pa the ki stone], putting the warm-up on Ďem
the math done, I only want the ransom
bey watch, I am the Sun, the women tanned some
I got shakeís sphere, he riding with me, Iím writing it out
bible belt to my [Godís] childrenís asses who have any doubts
9-3 to 2012, look at the quatrain
of that bitch michele nostradamus, to see what I mean
I been good with the wu-tang since being born 544b.c?
to í99 [a.d.], the number on my truck , still on my grind
the whether been perfect nowadays...Iím receiving the kiaís
to a lexis, and I believe Iíll sutr needs
bloods rushing to my dick outtaí the fear of God for real
shiii, Iím for real, donít know what was on s.p.ís mind, Iím real
I never dosed off, niggas, when Iím upstairs again
I dare youíz to say Iím just mental, hot-air to phlegm...
tone to earth
...where Iím aí bust jizz? sophisticated ladies?
naw, early birds catching this worm, Iíll drive Ďem crazy
my drill upsy-daisy up in they throats and waistes
tone [me] to earth, and my connectís in the oasis
the diamond in the rough, thinking if our eyes/Iís met up
coming up in s.p., thinking Ďbout the odds set-up
soon as I gave Ďem the lessons, my squad ostricized
me? shiii, about this time I [t.o.n.y.] wasnít born to die
the bloods gonnaí dry up eventually though [scabs], the enemy though?
my own self, Ďcause twin Iím twin, you getting me, bro?
Godís mercy is nothing to take for granted
and Iím a hurt piece on my own, Iíll take your land quick...
I heard killa priest [I.C. clearly], and I shook the brotherís hand
and if you heard it from me, I shook up the motherland
channel 48, lost tribe of babylon
seen they was put on, copesetic, I carried on
how is it heel heal me, itís intricate
heíll hell, heel heal, shitís indefinite
only the Sun/Son can distinguish and extinguish
I got kis to an sl 460 ignition
I am the time like a group out of minnesota
I seen the sign saying ďslow downĒ like ďnigga, hold upĒ
my dick told me I was the r.o.c.
why you think Iím aí slow down, so I can rot?
the wu men/the women been raising me, allah/all of this time
since before I cliqued with the eous, Iím not at all hard to find
how islam measured up, and the mathematics
synced in how I was born 2.15 on that shit...
...yeah, funny thing, channel 48's where we [philly] used to see the whole Kung-Fu Theatre shit ay' Saturday. I just thought about that shit. anyway...
...the virgin mary gave me the city, I see that they desperate now
about the dollar signs, they thinking caps desolate now
...quaker oats sold sugar puffs in 2006...
I threw some off...but Sugí&Puffís treaty ainít worth shit
why Iím in phillyís city hall now, about to take the nation
crew  benched me? now Iím a juror, up on some civil case shit
I can talk freely about it, because my um, she gave me
everything I could ever ask for in a lady
I noticed that, shit ainít even happen yet, no holding back
when the purple [power] flow thru me, reds&blues folding back
s.u.t.r. culture, I got knowledge of self to shoot the vultures
and make it some kind of american way to sue they culture
taken from me? so donít take it from me, I advise yíall
I kills cereal, sugí&puffís boxed-in some cardboard...
...now, juno wut time it is? I works through people
judo ‘gainst the might of men, I hurt & bruise egos...
...I identified them folks...
...they necklines Ďbout to identify with rope
my identity christis not an identity crisis
the devil best stop fuckiní with my disciple
look close how jacub wrestling Ďgainst archangel gabriel
knife to the hollow of his [luci to lucy] thigh, I ainít playing fair
the blood game? look, blood, I want The Game
and infidelphia in philadelphia get set aflame
Iím aí call out names any day, look anyways
all of Ďem tradors/traitor bloodclot pussies, grave mistakes
know The Father thru The Sun now, Iím manís sun
closing on the throat of manson
I told that nigga this is my shit, crippled-ass simple-ass
in í97, I was mental and schizziní bad
still kept me a gig, strayed from the head shrinks
popped perphenazine once or twice, had me dead sleep...
...ay look, this month to the first month of the next year
I, manís sun [isa], shaking manson [esau] down, this is MY shit...
...my rules...first-off, the black man being the establishment?
means heís the plantation...charlie m., Iíll waste youíz
my money best be on my books by the dayís end...
back at galilee
...since 2.15 I been born back at Galilee,
high scientist who fought catholic magistrates
Reaching Christ Again was the WU, back in Ď93
bust the black chamber open, TRUTH now where power be
how the in-formation drops in my hands? pores breathe
angels & demons? saw that, they never saw me
t.hanks, but thereís no confusiní the shit that Iím on
E.D.O.M. risen up? naw, manson [esau] ainít the Sun [isa]
suspect John The Baptist, redrumíd shit up?
6.69 Iím baptized in blood, said enough?
galileeís 2.15, and I returned to it
gods followed my trail, set up power hill thru me...
...phileo, I said S.P. [simon peter] is you even my friend
that pussy screamed ďphuck philly!Ē so, itís on Ďtil the end
I want manhattan now, itís all thru the pen
how I write the shit out, upchurch [adam/adolf] still in the pen
the panty lines was the borderlines, groupies is dead
best to give up the connects...who want proof I [God The Father Allah] ainít dead?
Tone rules ayíthing around youíz, T.R.A.A.Y.
give tithes to me, pass the collection plate
jealous one envying, man, jose okay
where Iím from the corralís okay [S.P.]
the gods followed my trail to power hill
2.15 born like I was never killed
í69 redrum, shot up manís Sun
john the baptist was put in handcuffs
I was baptized in a pool of blood
elevator went down to the 23rd/24th floor
actually, st. agnes delivered me
sent to b. block with adolf hitler, and
started realizing the bul was adam
Ďcause the jews was sleeping like you do on sabbath
my views is deeper than the first titanic cruise
schoolís in session like it was at landriff, yo...
...[yo, they donít want it, they want a truce/trues, for real]...
...[church vol. IX]
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