| Yeah, Chief Kamachi
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| Young Dulla
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| (Hook) 2x
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| When the stars look dull in the sky it mean danger
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| Kamachi -- the 24th Elder in the chamber
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| The 25th ain’t my birthday in the manger
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| It’s real magic, y’all confused by entertainers
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| I chased the platinum worm in the Gardens apple
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| Make the stain glass crackle in the Sistine Chapel
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| Real gold from Africa, my wrist gleam natural
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| My future’s seen from the micro and the macro
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| Project tarot deck kept in the satchel
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| Graduation hat wit blood on the tassel
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| Mathmagician, of course it’s me
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| Hold diplomas and degrees in word sorcery
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| I’mma rider the alma mater of the Panther reciter
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| You get blessed, left holy like the shirt of Shara
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| Is you crazy bringin' pork to the Ka’ba?
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| I’m the Black barber, little soy milk and cassava
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| You worship idols? |
| I’m takin' turfs and titles
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| Seen the soul leave why even search for vitals
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| Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high
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| Makin' classic y’all
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| (Hook) 2x
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| I stand before the Lord wit weed smoke in my robe
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| This is the story of Kamachi not the story of Job
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| My Shaka Zulu portraits hang in the fortress
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| While you sweet pretty boys stroll thru the orchards
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| The group called 'The Deadly Roses'
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| Make all ya queens cross the Red Sea for Moses
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| It’s my life but never chose this
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| The killings is chillin' to see me in warrior pose’s
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| Young thug in a hoopty wit blood on my kufi
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| I ain’t nervous the Secret Service attemptin' to shoot me
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| Plus they made it illegal for producers to loop me
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| Cuz I’m brown and hold it down like the arms of Tookie
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| Exotic bombs and uzis, charms from Sufi’s
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| I ain’t stressed, tryna stay calm from Lucy’s
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| Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high
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| Makin' classic y’all
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| (Hook) 2x
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| My people at the top of the steeple is where I’m at again
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| I’m still street but deep like the basement in the Vatican
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| But I ain’t searching for the Holy Grail
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| Take a Bible from a hotel after blowin' a whole L
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| I could see how and why Judas was so jailed
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| Y’all haters is personifyin' the whole tale
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| Yeah, it’s the Black Jezuz wit the gold grill
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| Pay the fool in shackles instead of a cold meal
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| Nuns throw me ones, screamin' 'He's so ill'
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| Kamachi so full of promise
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| Do a show horse & buggy full of the Amish
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| Anywhere in any sphere my vocals astonish
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| Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high
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| Makin' classic y’all
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| Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high
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| Makin' classic y’all
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| (Hook) 2x |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 24th Elder , by - Chief Kamachi. Song from the album The Concrete Gospel, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп