for the wisdom Woe to you longing for the light All my sons bring me back what is mine Or you'll end burning in this night Woe to you longing for the
cartel, nigga Ya, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains See dog? Rap is my aim But I'm a hust-ul-a, in my heart, trapped is the game A test
fake preachers panic, cuz they food for thought Got pesticides, but mine is organic I got to stimulate their brain system Wrong of the light for great wisdom
breaks the chains And to set us free A crime of the mind, a terrible thing to waste Now I know why I'm so helplessly out of place Sin undone, kingdom come, cause this world is
cartel, nigga Ya, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains See dog? Rap is my aim But I'm a hustla, in my heart, trapped is the game A test of
keeps you away from by it's own process of building models for understanding This is not insanity, this is in fact the ultimate reality The union you've acheived is
Bang have a nice dream" My team ain't tryin to give off sad stories All you do is flash jewelries really for the cash till my ass is buried I flurry
I follow you Just in case you lose your way So glad you let me stay around The chain link fence you climbed To make forbidden lakes our own Yours and mine
' this, cause triple 6 be fightin' us In Jesus name enlighten us, with the wisdom and strength, to the whole length Just to bless your name, let the fragrance Fill this
mine, take a number son and wait in line Cause I'm a keep preaching, 'til every demon is screeching Retreating from every heathen and the bondage chains