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Akbar - Those Who Say lyrics
[ VERSE 1 ] With this mic in my hand I command the grand order A physical man, I stand on land and water Fire and wind, I transcend physical borders My father is the son and the moon is his daughter My mother the Earth, she gave birth to the seed From a lifeless ball of clay, empty as a hollow reed Until Allah breathed life into my physical frame From a state of nothingness instead of existing I became By God, the true and living given insight Certain colors manifesting physical light But still earthbound, held down by the physical elements Spiritual development gives me a higher intelligence Beyond these concrete streets and the green pastures I walk with the elders, 24 supreme masters They taught me time travel and how to master sound Through ancient scriptures lost but now found I'm like the intergalactic Asiatic star fighter Creative rhyme writer, I meditate like a spider Call me an old soul, psychedelic mic relic Trained on a spiritual plane by angelic Michael taught me to rock the mic well Gabriel showed me how to read, write and spell Rafael gave the forewarning He said, "When you hear the trumpets blow you'll know new day's dawning" So I sat with the Gods and for years we did the science And when I stood up I realized that we were giants I sat with the Gods and for years we did the science And when I stood up I realized that we were giants [ CHORUS ] I'm not a gangster, I'm somethin closer to a monster A Chi-town underground Boogie Down Bronxster Remember when I stomped ya like in concert? With the rugged raw I came, I saw and I conquered I'm not a rapper, rappers get thrown away Hardrocks get knocked and locked and blown away And rap stars fade away and those who say Don't know and those who know won't say Runnin game we don't play and those who say Don't know and those who know won't say [ VERSE 2 ] I was a mild child until I got influenced by the _Wild Style_ Then I became the unclaimed son of Hussein Society's blame, the whole world's afraid of me Killin myself but I'm still in effect like slavery When I was down I got stepped on, when I was up I got slept on Like a sofa bed but still I kept on Tryin to feed the masses like Jesus with a loaf of bread Cut out the middle man and eliminate the overhead Step off the jock and let my record rock Like the shepherd who lead the flock, the one who kept it locked The keeper of the style who kept the cheeba in the isle I took a walk through thought and ran deeper than a mile I get down, cover ground, make my mic sound nice Take aim, hit the map and rap around the world twice I'm so precise it's frightening, I'm like lightning Strikin in the same place twice with the mic device When I drop this hip-hop on your ear Put the microphone in a shop for repair It might require surgery, re-wire the circuitry In the event of an actual emergency We'll interrupt your program to keep you informed The forecast calls for severe brainstorms When I shoot the gift I let my mind drift like the contintents After the show I'm unavailable for comments [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ] I'm a byproduct of the viaduct who struck out in response to What you did was created a monster I wasn't expected to survive but I did You're feelin my vibe? Well I'm still alive cause I hid Deep in the cut where we sleep in a hut On the bare floor near the door we drank from the same cup And all ate from the same plate, that's how I came up I rode the train for fame and got my name up Stayin I reign permanent when I shoot my sperm in it From the barrel to the earth up to the firmanent I'm shinin like a ( ? ) the lion of Juda On the Mountain Zion meditatin with the buddha I looked to the sky, saw the mothership overpassin me I felt my heart start to race with great ferocity To see the holy Crystal City in his chastity Sat down at the throne of His Majesty With 144'000 seat capacity I heard the prophecy, Babylon ending tragically I speak emphatically even when mics are staticky Flowin radically till things change dramatically [ CHORUS ] Yeah You know? Those who say don't know and those who know won't say So when you get through talkin and walkin your lips we gon' keep it movin like this |
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