Adam South, Killah Priest - Tai Chi 2021 Lyrics

Scribe, ye shall find
Ye in the arms

It's like beware bio chips
I share hits harder than slave whips
Like I waited to get tips from Egypts to sea ships
To bein' chased by NYC cops out the precincts
And words was bricks. We buildin' projects pyramids, evil kids
Pot-g's destroy like London Bridge
Planet of the Grapes
Planet of the Gods
Didnt take out them libs no
Pure truth is what we got a lot to live for
You ain't rich before poor no you ain't rich before poor

Where most of us settle. Broke in ghettos
Dope as the devil, Coke in the kettles. No hope on these levels
Dirt dosed by the shovel. Than throw a rose on the meadow
He froze with the metal his eyes permanently closed his soul wrestles
In the after life. If I'm reading the chapters right
For the sacrafice the streets get packed at night
Will you go with the baphomet or Nazarite?
Will you fall in a dragons den? Or, take the path to Christ, passion like
David with the harp in front of Saul a hundred mauled
But I'm writin' songs beneath thunderstorms an' numbin' arms
Blurry vision. I see brimstone, bloody children
Wind pull skin from bones. Corpses. Men huggin' woman
Uncircumsized the baptized black skies above the livin'
Alcoholics and drug victims. The pentagon we love sinnin'
Word from the Killah Priest The Golden Shiek. We need healing
Less more hearin' an' more feeling
Expand ya' mind. Seek and ye shall find
Expand your mind. Seek and ye shall find
Expand ya' mind. seek and ye shall find
Expand your mind. Seek and ye shall find
Expand your mind

It's like beware bio chips
I share hits harder than slave whips
Like I waited to get tips from Egypts to sea ships
To bein' chased by NRP cops out the precincts
And words was bricks. We buildin' projects pyramids, evil kids
Pot-g's destroy like London Bridge
Tai Chi 2021 Didnt take out them libs no
Pure truth is what we got a lot to live for
You ain't rich before poor no you ain't rich before poor

At the time wasn't under illness
Tween' sacred silence, stillness
Sweet symphonies from Thee Three Indie-Scribible
Fall in love with it's sheets cuz 2020 was heat man, No way well stay weak
Feeling it the heart
A fix, bliss, misinformed? No
Foward moving mane this been arranged, More
We flead our energy look this Chi organic. Not Synthetic
Plus, givin' visions prophetic, Revelations
A New Reality and continued knowledge this a homage
Didn't let nothin' of this world abolish
Absolutely. Whether our defects was minor, major. Really matter? No
They our smooth operators an' man can
Feel it in the air
When we here the.. yeeaa Angels voices
I heard em' than ALL looked to the sky and there again
Clouds breaking all corners the earth revealing, Angels
And demons for mankind
Perfect submission, perfect delight
Like, heiroglyphics. Rapture is blasting in sight
Decending. From above as love. solstices, aurora borealis' , white doves
Inna form of
I said knowledge but whats continued too, derangement
Some will still
Fire toward the sky at umm all their doin' unloadin' their guns on the sun
Just pray for umm' though. Me n' Killah Priest an' all frauds
Tai Chi, 2021 done alone but ye in thee arms, man. of. The angels, the angel

It's like beware bio chips
I share hits harder than slave whips
Like I waited to get tips from Egypts to sea ships
To bein' chased by NYC cops out the precincts
And words was bricks. We buildin' projects pyramids, evil kids
Pot-g's destroy like London Bridge
Planet of the Grapes
Planet of the Gods. Didnt take out them libs no
Pure truth is what we got a lot to live for
You ain't rich before poor no you ain't rich before poor