You see you got the Omic right here, you know, it says original indigenous man, and you got
the Ankh, you know, and you got, you know, King right there, it's original, Zubaguru,
King Khufu, from the original dynasty, pre -dynasty Egypt, and then you got the Aki from Aki and
Salafist, you know, black woman and child, you know, the Persians had to change it though,
but it's all in our image, and that's what it's all about, Zubaguru, Zubaguru, we spit
the yahoo like God, cause they want us to strip like Gaza, holy schwaza, see, we spit that
new hot galactica, afro -futuristic comatica, the passion of the baddest of spectacular,
like we on tour with God in Africa, but we'll get back to ya, as soon as we leave the atmosphere,
because from there we can see a house from here, but the throne is clear, and kings keep
crowns like free radicals, pissed like a prince with an attitude, the grandmasters, we crush
dreams like sand castles and cracker animals, we never bull, we spit parables of the sun
like Karoo, the terrible, we never bull, mantra like contra -bed, and you see, we fall
from me or inherit the earth, through my children, I will rebirth me, times infinity to the third,
relive this life, like a verse unrehearsed, it's a nursing for our dreams, the life of
finer things, the bed that match our queen, the death of human beings, the God raised
supreme, and his cypher is complete.
