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