It has come to our attention that a mysterious force is loose somewhere in outer space.
The mysteries of creation are there.
Up in the sky?
Up in the sky.
The moon and the planets are there, and new hopes for knowledge and peace are there.
And therefore, as we set sail, we ask God's blessing on the most hazardous and dangerous
and greatest adventure on which man has ever embarked.
Prepare for liftoff.
Our self -lord and master shall bring disaster to evil factors.
Demonic chapters shall be captured by kings through the storms of days after.
And to the earth from the sun through triple darkness to blaster
with a force that can't be compared to any firepower for its mind power shared.
The brainwave causes vessels to circulate like constellations reflect at night off the lake.
Word to the Father and Mother Earth.
Seek an everlasting life through this hell for what it's worth.
Look, listen, and observe.
And watch another sea cycle pulling my peeps through the curve.
Heed the words.
It's like ghetto -style proverbs.
The righteous pay a sacrifice to get what they deserve.
Cannot afford to be confined to a cell.
Brainwaves swell, turning a desert to a well.
Experience the best teacher.
Thoughts will spray like street sweepers.
Little daddy street preacher.
Illustrious feature.
Narrator you select.
Accompanied by deck plus the DJ you respect.
Seven and a half combined over the front line.
The ten percenters promoting slander in their airtime.
Bear in mind, jewels be the tools of the trade.
Sharp blades, heavenly praise, and dues are paid.
Above the crowds, above the clouds, where the sounds are original.
Infinite skills create miracles.
Warriors spiritual.
Above the clouds raining down, holding it down.
Yeah, I leave scientists mentally scarred.
Triple extra large, wild like rock stars who smash guitars.
Poison bars from the guard bust holes in your mirage.
Catch a charge, shake them down like the riot squad.
Invade your zone, ruin like ancient Rome.
I span the universe and return the earth to claim my throne.
The maker, owner, plus sole controller.
Ayatollah rest in the sky, the clouds my sofa.
Stand like colossus, regardless to whom or what.
Numerous attempts in my life, so who to trust?
Who but us, to supply you with the fire.
The burning truth, 150 absolute proof.
On the mic like Moses, spoken golden squad.
Survivor of the oldest tribe whose soldiers died.
I know the five families, we shed tears and mourn.
But our hands are on the ammo, cause the battle's still on.
Sound the horn, we come rumbling through the function.
Precise laser beam technique to touch something.
When we die hard, they'll build a monument to honor us with.
Humongous effect in the world, we could've conquered it.
Above the crowds, above the clouds, where the sounds are original.
Infinite skills create miracles.
Warriors spiritual.
Above the clouds raining down, holding it down.
Above the crowds, above the clouds, where the sounds are original.
Infinite skills create miracles.
Warriors spiritual.
Above the clouds raining down, holding it down.
