Deep Space [Jay Da Flex & Yoof Remix]

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RZA

Robert Fitzgerald Diggs (born July 5, 1969), better known by his stage name Rza ( /ˈrɪzə/ RIZ-ə; usually styled RZA), is an American Grammy-winning music producer, multi-instrumentalist, author, emcee, and occasional actor, director, and screenwriter. A prominent figure in hip hop, Rza is the de facto leader of the Wu-Tang Clan. He has produced almost all of Wu-Tang Clan's albums as well as many Wu-Tang solo and affiliate projects. He has also released solo albums under the alter-ego Bobby Digital, along with executive producing credits for side projects. In addition to the Wu-Tang Clan and his solo releases, Rza was also a founding member of the horrorcore Hip Hop group Gravediggaz where he used the name The Rzarector. Furthermore, he has acted in several mo… more »

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Uh, let's take a trip (let's take a trip, let's take a trip)
Trip into the mind (in the mind)
The mind of the wise

Okay, uh, enter the seventh dimension (yes)
Witness my ascension to the Heavens, right
Like Christ on the third day
I'm nice with the wordplay
Master of all that I survey (come on)
Standing on my square, firm (line 'em up)
Grafted germ trying to shake my foundation (shakers)
Nation of Gods & Earths, birthed by the Fther
If He didn't love us, then why would He bother? (Why would He do it?)
Universal mathematician (uh-huh), I shine like the sun
Look at how I flash and glisten
Bask in the radiance (uh), melanin, soaks up my energy
Brings cancer to my enemies (uh)
Knowledge the God, as I build, destroy (yes)
Black hole, watch me as I fill the void (watch me)
I'm light years beyond, my word is my bond (uh, what?)
Stay tuned, you've only heard a third of the song

That's right, just a third of the song, no more-

(This the deep space)

When I was young, we couldn't keep space
We got evicted, moms would play numbers on sweepstakes
To hate to pay rent, arms stay bent, step-pops in state pen
Old dad been gone ever since I was three
Had no one to show me how to set me free
Or give me a clue, on who I'm supposed to be
I was a mommy's boy, soft, Uncle Tommy boy
Walking the streets, like a dead zombie, boy
Swine eating, lying, cheatin', praying to a white Jesus
Never thought the first man on Earth, it could be us
Got blessed with the twelve jewels, learned they could do me well
Helped find God in man like Emmanuel
Whose the original, whose the grafted criminal
Who crafted trick knowledge to attack the subliminal
Subconscious stages, I got the book, turned the pages
Learned one hundred and twenty and nine phases
Of the moon, stay in tune, all praises due
The truth is what raises you

(This the deep space)

Let's take a trip through the galaxy (come on)
Come on, mystery God is a fallacy
Celestial being, mothership over the White House
See that, had your President shook
Take a self-evident look, through the telescopic lens (uh)
Magnify my truth, the Milky Way couldn't satisfy my sweet tooth (no)
Amplified my beats is proof of light up
I only do as right, you only do as left (uh)
Now tell me whose the best, Lord Jamar, I got a constellation of stars
You only did your observation from afar
Twenty-three scientists, blow the moon from the Earth
Covers on the three, fourth, lover of my heat source
I meet force with force, fighting fire with fire (that's right)
Space dust, watch me get higher and higher
King of the Universe, call me Messiah

Uh-huh, nah I mean? 
Praise Allah (call me Messiah)
Bow down the Gods (that's right)

(This the deep space)
(This the deep space)
Deep space

Uh, let's take a trip
Trip into the mind of the-
The mind of the wise (okay, uh)

Uh, come on

Uh, come on

Trip into the mind

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