Alif Lam Mim
Where ever there's a God raised man a prophet
To do a big job
These type of scientists visits him to show him
Their friendship
That when ever the right time comes
We will be with him
Uh, as above so below, in Hermès from head to toe
Im like a walking Kybalion with this universal flow
Thank Allah for the brown germ that made the devil manifest
I had to see it to believe the wickedness within in my flesh
Now it's crystal clear
I seen the Devil put in fear in little boys ears
And since they're other than their self they grow up scared
A yo these lessons so supreme
You know you'll "C1", who? When a God is on the scene
I'll cut a shortage in the gravity for centuries of savagery
You can watch the weather but cant prepare for the catastrophe
I'm mathematically in tune more than the average be
I study those before me then prophesy what comes after me
Peep the scripture, you know who the Controller is
Who make it rain, hail and snow down where Florida is?
I wrote history in advance you walking right in my plans fam
This ain't rap this a trance
These are the type of scientists or angels
That you read of in the Bible
That one or two go forth and do this
And another one will do that
These are the ones that I'm telling you about
You know the vibe know the vibe know the vibes
Hurling stones of truth at you devils tellin lies
They say "how he got it on lock yet he the key?"
To unlock them shackles off of your brain and set you free
Way back before the stars and the quasars
And trillions of years before the whites brought chaos
Over yonder The Black God created himself
And then he made his second self as a bonder
In the triple dark like the abyss moving in and out of orbs
We carried light like the angler fish It's gets deeper
Around here the students'll teach ya
Few are chosen and many'll be their own reapers
A lack of knowledge could destroy you
But If you have it and then you dont apply it
You'll make the brain boil
Let me digress you can keep the praise and the accolades
I want the fade...
Time, time know it now
We'll soon know time no more
And then He cut a shortage into gravity
And sets the nation on fire
This cutting a shortage means cutting a shortage
In the atoms of the gravity of earth
And it makes the atoms over the earth explode
And when they explode they set all the atmosphere
Into a flame of fire.
To do a big job
These type of scientists visits him to show him
Their friendship
That when ever the right time comes
We will be with him
Uh, as above so below, in Hermès from head to toe
Im like a walking Kybalion with this universal flow
Thank Allah for the brown germ that made the devil manifest
I had to see it to believe the wickedness within in my flesh
Now it's crystal clear
I seen the Devil put in fear in little boys ears
And since they're other than their self they grow up scared
A yo these lessons so supreme
You know you'll "C1", who? When a God is on the scene
I'll cut a shortage in the gravity for centuries of savagery
You can watch the weather but cant prepare for the catastrophe
I'm mathematically in tune more than the average be
I study those before me then prophesy what comes after me
Peep the scripture, you know who the Controller is
Who make it rain, hail and snow down where Florida is?
I wrote history in advance you walking right in my plans fam
This ain't rap this a trance
These are the type of scientists or angels
That you read of in the Bible
That one or two go forth and do this
And another one will do that
These are the ones that I'm telling you about
You know the vibe know the vibe know the vibes
Hurling stones of truth at you devils tellin lies
They say "how he got it on lock yet he the key?"
To unlock them shackles off of your brain and set you free
Way back before the stars and the quasars
And trillions of years before the whites brought chaos
Over yonder The Black God created himself
And then he made his second self as a bonder
In the triple dark like the abyss moving in and out of orbs
We carried light like the angler fish It's gets deeper
Around here the students'll teach ya
Few are chosen and many'll be their own reapers
A lack of knowledge could destroy you
But If you have it and then you dont apply it
You'll make the brain boil
Let me digress you can keep the praise and the accolades
I want the fade...
Time, time know it now
We'll soon know time no more
And then He cut a shortage into gravity
And sets the nation on fire
This cutting a shortage means cutting a shortage
In the atoms of the gravity of earth
And it makes the atoms over the earth explode
And when they explode they set all the atmosphere
Into a flame of fire.
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Writer(s): Sami-luqman Muhammad
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