The Return

Crazy
 no bone be lazy
First of the month bizzy
I speak beyond the flesh 
After me there is no next 
Matrix free of this prison complex 
School of hardknocks Raised in the projects They told me we were the rejects 
They saw my blackness
And took it out of context
They know I'm God The teacher of  Imotep RIGHT THE LEFT
lyrics be Ebony soldier feet marching 
All the way from Savannah Gee A to Compton Hip Hop Hear those boots stomping Kris Kros Jumpin 
Man we past something   
We be everything 
I mean all
The top of the mountainDown to the waterfall.   
Tilla Sonrise Peace
Drip the drops 
Blood Crips and cops cats don't wanna listen
Knowledge missing
Pope ring kissing
You don't know the way
Always got something to say
It's war 
We ain't got time to play
So speedy underlay
Spit squire spray 
Soliloquies of silence
Streets full of violence
Man count the balance
Orb scepter and chalice
We fight the the wrong oppressor 
They hoard all the food money and make us 
the lessor
Excuse me professor 
What qualifies you as the testor
No ye not that we are God's
Meaning we are Gods
You know who we are 
Trying to entice us with money and cars that get more cut
Kriss cross missed the bus
No need to fuss
Me myself and I
U dont want none of us
Trust 
hammer can't be touched
Denzel what
I be King Tut
The return of Amon Ra
Soul day like Lah
Excuse me Ma
The wind is walking by
Try and stop my motion
Move like the ocean
There is no witch potion
That can deter my path
I'm
Addition 
Subtraction 
Division 
Multiplication 
You do the math
I'm the teacher
Listen class
Excellence the only way to pass
Master you
Like soul kunfu
Tilla Sonrise peace 

Hip Hop Boom Bap