Yo, yo, yo
[Jus Allah]
I have sublime comprehension
Divine Intervention
My enzymes studied by the minds at Princeton
To figure my design would divide the Christians
Complete Truth
Brothers been deprived of listening
A secret Odyssey
Ungodly, Cursing Prophecy
Reading Verses That will Preach a Demonolgy
I speak scholarly
Lord vain
Require more brain
Than your physically ordained to contain
I`m on the next plane
Where everything exists one and the same
Where pleasure is pain
And never rains
I seen what you fear
I`ve passed beyond that
The things that give you tears
I have laughed and yawned at
Your fucking heart tastes so weak and rank
I have to eat dog food just to keep my strength
And my doors wide open for anybody that wants some
But I don`t even live inside a house, I haunt one!
*scratches
[Jus Allah]
I`m a prize
FBI want me alive
They found the cold morgue and flies
I told em to drive
fall through knives till every single part of you dies
Couldn`t figure my designs If you started at 5
Defend for youself, you`d be broken in tears
You fool you could probably pull rope through your ears
You sweat cold
Graphed in original web-toed
My mind in the physical mode would explode
If what i knew spread round the globe
They`d start measuring my head for a crown of gold
Your weak soul is trying to climb a greased pole
In a deepest hole
Defeating man at his peakest role
And seek to read my power for its evil use
But I can see the truth
I can teach Greek to beetlejuice
I`m high as fucking hypodermic needle use
I`ll even fucking piss in your mouth, give you legal proof
*scratches
[Jus Allah]
I`m the chess king
The difference between boxing and wrestling
Knowing you guessing
Only y`all stand opressing
Being of supreme measuring
Unquestioning
You`re not anything, I am everything
You second string
To go against a much advanced mind
Your dumb, you wash your hands before you eat swine
Simple cavemen too dense to even talk to us
There ain`t an idea in his head I haven`t thought of
You thin skulled, a numbskull
My skins gold
More valuable than yours ten fold
Repute! from now is the day of reckoning
The truth shall sound so loud its defeaning
Never will you come n overpower my words
My unploughed dirt will grow the last flowers of earth
In the last hours of mirth, I`ll be left to laugh at it
Watching how the walls of space collapses on these savages
Evil parishes, disappearing in its own parrells
Proving ignorance is erroneous
I was chosen to write the future as the lord said
Wouldn`t be surprised at waking with an eye in my forehead
*scratches
