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Rise of the Gods

by EJ Humble

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VERSE ONE First my homies told me let's get this shit poppin' Then my Comrad Zhapped me, but that wasn't shocking Was more like a wake up, For me to keep doing my thing and let him get his cake up I'm business as usual, just like the government minus the fuckery homes I gotta beautiful vision, my mental i govern it, writing my every wrong In every song, flow just as tight as Serena Williams gluteus inna thong That's Ludacris huh, Mary J is how I Runaway Love, Reminisce and I'm gone Off to the ethers where teachers reside, when I return it's back to mission I'm on Bitch and I moan, never, I'm in the future, no need to be bitching i'm on A level of understanding I'm more than a man, so consider me God ND Flesh The heart in ya chest, knows the same thing is true for you to but you probably object Overruled by the stress of Santa's egg laying bunnies and white Jesus yeah that's a threat I'm guessing I'm obsessing with righteousness, and this herbal blessing in my chest Is he a mess, yes I am not, I know that i'm cold, and yes I am hot You do have to stop hating, cause imma keep spitting the way I do like it or not Cause i'm not aiming for the top, not taking head shots You get the picture, focus, I got potent rap crack rock you smokin Hook No more pointing fingers, at other muthafckas That is self destruction, leave that for the suckas So called blacks, we are the gods, I ain't telling lies See shit been very hard for us and it been time to rise, so No more pointing fingers, at other muthafckas That is self destruction, leave that for the suckas So called blacks, we are the gods, I ain't telling lies We slept and made shit hard, but, now it's time to rise VERSE TWO It's the Rise of the Gods, the demise of the false, the true will stand tall Be a light for the lost, and a beacon of course, for the return of the mothership I'm on some other shit imma fly, stay on my humble shit, I'm alright Though I'm here in the physical, I am the spiritual, mentally i know that i wont die You either do or do not, there is no try, do i get high, Yoda Not just to get by, to walk on the sky, and keep me in tune with my soul bruh Oh whoa, you know what, Yeshua said we'll be colder, than he was Now that i'm older, i see what the god was talking about Do the temple right, fulfill the law, renew ya mind, undo ya flaws Pay attention to the seven principles of wisdom and learn how they govern us all Stay in tune with mother nature as well, look inside you will find heaven not hell The hell on the outside we create ourselves, all how we think if we succeed of fail Most fail to see success from suspect thinking, we acting like crabs in a barrel Can't let a god be god, when we see one shine, gotta do them like Cane cousin Harold Fate be the end of a barrel, embarrassing aint it, intentionally painted that way I say that to say that it all falls on us to get right at the end of the day HOOK No more pointing fingers, at other muthafckas That is self destruction, leave that for the suckas So called blacks, we are the gods, I ain't telling lies See shit been very hard for us and it been time to rise, so No more pointing fingers, at other muthafckas That is self destruction, leave that for the suckas So called blacks, we are the gods, I ain't telling lies We slept and made shit hard, but, now it's time to rise VERSE THREE This is not just for original man, gotta include brown, red, yellow, white Cause when I look at the soil and the sand on earth, it is black, brown, red, yellow, white From darkness to light, I stand on the oneness of all, some of yall niggas getting tight Well niggas feelings get hurt everyday B, you tough right Give that racist shit a break, you find haters devils and snakes in every race It's cool to put 'em in they place, but, they can't look at you in the face Picture me wasting my energy blaming my setbacks and downfalls all on the pale face please 'Cause when Biggie and Pac, Malcolm and Martin died, niggas left shell casings Look at the hell we bring, from malevolent thinking, i'm not just a god speaking Imma rhebel singing that no devil can be king No matter what the race is they have flakey foundations their greatest trait is to confuse Not just others, themselve, the KKK claim to hate all niggas, Catholics and Jews All of this hatred gets spewed through the news, pay close attention ya mind you will lose It's fine if you choose, not to engage in this race war they pushing on us through the tube That action there will leave all of us screwed, those in control think that all of us food Control the mind what the government, true, now govern ya own mental, be no fool HOOK No more pointing fingers, at other muthafckas That is self destruction, leave that for the suckas So called blacks, we are the gods, I ain't telling lies See shit been very hard for us and it been time to rise, so No more pointing fingers, That is self destruction, We are the gods, And it's time to rise up

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