Tonalidad: C major•
Verse 1
Come diddy- dumb!
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Welcome to this archaeological find!
At the road, witness me
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Before the coming of the Sun;
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peeking at you from the
Eastern side of Plutonia
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Dressed in armor of Order,
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to meet destiny with a strong Black grip
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Ten hun - zu, see you in from the Zero,
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take 'em to the three
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Stand firm at the five; here's
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a star and a shield to support you
at the nine!
Verse 2
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[Brother J] It's like
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Prepare your mind, run tell your children
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Fire, air, water, let the Earth make flesh
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Now see from the Father,
how funky can you get?
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Now my activity is
Immortal is my soul,
my God, my reality
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I'm not measured by tradition,
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or any type of 'ligion, huh
Not even cosmic dimensions and such
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But many fools, they try to post a duel
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Try to post a front but they
know it ain't cool, yeah
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Boy, my mind goes back to things,
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just like the cosmic battle
When sword was my rattle
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Shield was my bib, and sarcophagi my crib
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Not measured by my words,
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but the deeds that I did for God
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Illogical god, I was created and formed
Verbal shogun, yes, the cosmic storm
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Who? Scrolls to lyrics to bust
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I roll 'em up with the papyrus,
funk sealed, in God we trust
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I laid it down from circumference
to dry space
And now I'm back again, quite lyrical,
to kick my bass
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Energized by another plane
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By lo gical fanatics,
when trying to examine my brain
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They can't beat me,
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so they try to eat me!
They can't keep me,
so they try to freak me
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Positive sin, again and again,
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degrees in a spin
Verbs all your silly mortal g- g- grin
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Make you feel you could drown
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in some godly waters
Take control of your body like the
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farmer's daughter
And as you beg for control,
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what's the reason? What's the reason?
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Yo, I am son of the Chaos so my
brothers call me Cosmic
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the- hun- zu for tribal,
Brother J when trying to rock it
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Six- foot black boot god
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in the suit of the warrior
So now I'm taller 'n 'ya,check'n me out
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Prepare your mind, run, tell your children
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Fire, air, water, let the Earth make flesh
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Now see from the Father,
now how funky can you
Get get get get get down,
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the rhythm must come to such
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When it's time to bust,
and all the mortals lay crushed...
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Dark sun will get darker
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'Cause I existed in the
valley of the Father
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I got whooped by my mate
'Cause the fruit had a taste
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Of the curse that served as a marker
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Now here we go, to deal,
with all the little "- isms"
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To define me in simple
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"- ologies," Hell no!
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On with the flow, here we go,
Let us slip on back into the
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Blackwards row
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Niggas didn't catch it anyway
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They pat me on the back,
talkin' 'bout "Yeah, J"
Well yeah, right
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East I flow, East I go
Cover both your eyes,
and what do you know?
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What do you see? How does it be?
Is it circumference, or what's up, G?
Bm
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It's like that on the break,
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with a verbal milkshake
Bm
And a godly vainglorious break
Verse 3
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[Professor X] You shall be moved,
logical one!
Bm
After a clear pouncing with
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energy from the Sun
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At my beckoning - you and
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your landmark built
Without the Zero pride
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stumble my way to might
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[???] pretender - your time
Verse 4
has come!
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[Brother J]
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I once walked the Heavens
Walked through the desert with Israel
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Traveled onto Mecca with Ishmael
resurrected - now ask how I feel
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A - D that I AM, that I AM
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From Father flesh to Father Solomon
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From the pinky to the thumb
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Bring a other Caddy and
a tribal j- j- j- jam
But yet I'm judged,
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leather prophet and all that
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Still a pimp, with a crown and a Yankee hat
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And yet they ask me, "Brother,
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what's the time?"
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It's a African drum with some
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space- age rhymes, man
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Yo not at all, I say it's sexual,
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infectual, delectable
I'm not a masturb
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ating intellectual
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And couldn't read it from a book
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because that bores you all
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Bm
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So come to Umoja, Kujichagulia
Ujima, Ujamaa, and purpose
stands for "Nia"
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Kuumba, Imani,
Bm
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daughter named [?]Simani[?]
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Came to the planet,
Father [?]Afer[?] left his body
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Bm
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So leave the boy in the coffin within
Raise your head,
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let's the A to the D to the A to the M
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This is the message from the Cosmic Storm
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With the doubters and the judges,
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Bm
disbelievers be warned!
Verse 5
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[Professor X] With a shield of
David on the grill
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And the has- been proudly
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adorned with the color pink
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Bm
Bring on your G's, your Q's,
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your are's and your Alphas
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It is time - Shalom! And ya don't
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stop - Sisseeeeeeeeeeee!!!
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