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[Intro: Brother Abdul Muhammad]
If Jesus is going to heaven on a cloud; traveling at 6 miles an hour
It would take him 85,690 years just to get to Pluto
And if he’s coming back in 2000, there is no way he can make it back
[Verse 1:Rashad-Alexander]
You don’t know fecal matter bout me
But I don’t waste time with that
I just digest the track
Produce the excrements that if measure exact
Will be hotter than the residency of the Baphomet
Illuminati Recruiter, Got on His Computer
Googled real nigga, results showed ShadXander
Took himself a gander, A ten crown Rapper
Beast from the East who emerged out the water
Revelation starter, Real Shot Caller
Drop a triple six like a hell point guarder
Cannibal martyr, sinking fangs in your daughter
Zombie back from the dead transforming that water
Wolf Mountain sipper, I’m that nigga
Howl at the moon transmogrify a killa
I remember them days, yeah way back yonder
Hotboxxing 6 niggas deep in a Honda
Freestyle a couple bars that would make them ponder
Is that nigga possessed by a higher power
Speaking in tongues like sheeb-ba-bo-onda
Le-ro-ba-la-banda
[Verse 2:Rashad-Alexander]
In the land of religion facts consider fiction
More than meets the eye than some ancient ass pyramid
Buried in the catacombs, tomb of the unknown
Reveal the time of the reign of the people that sun choose
Time froze, and it’s back with a vengeance
One way conversation when I ask for repentance
Cause I, according to my third eye, be the only deity
Worthy of worship from thyself
Hold no belief higher
Believe in myself before the cannon of liars
Sci-Fi writers, crooks of Gods prior
Journey to salvation baited by the tales of fire
Generator, Operator, Destroyer
Hatin’ nigga when you see me fix your face Latoya
Catch you muggin mean and I’ll spill your fucking beans
DMT make eyes open while you sleep
Not literally, speaking metaphorically
Secreted naturally, what the fuck is reality
Pineal gland, type bland, no trip to La La Land
Fucking only catching Z’s, I’ll catch a zebra if I can
Ride that motherfucker to the land of Pakistan
Hum and drone out the prayers of a Muslim
Not give a damn; I’m the Great I Am
Hate a fucking wack rapper like how I hate green eggs and ham
Body them bitches like the fucking Son of Sam
Messiah rolling 12 niggas deep, Wu-Tang Clan
Cram in a Sedan, smoke a new strand
Do What Thou Wilt bitch, for it is the law of the land. (Bitch Nigga)
[Outro: Rashad-Alexander]
We’re all God nigga, do what the fuck you want
“Do What Thou Wilt”, Biotch!
[Outro:Zeitgeist]
And thus it was said, the sun died on the cross, was dead for 3 days only to be resurrected or born again. This is why Jesus and numerous other Sun Gods share the crucifixion, three day death, and resurrection concept. It is the sun’s transition period before it shifts its direction back into Northern Hemisphere and bringing spring and thus salvation
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