Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 777, artist - Chief Kamachi. Album song The Concrete Gospel, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.07.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
777 |
Yo, the son of genius out the womb of an Immaculate lady |
From the Tigris and the Euphrates |
Studyin' Pleiades, slangin' crack in the 80's |
Tainted the black in our babies |
My religion is Brand Nubian, the sunshine raised me |
From platinum to shrapnel parts, I laugh at charts |
Gave the world math and arts, the craft is sharp |
Lead you to the temple door, the path is dark |
Fill ya mind wit gold, another soul I have the spark |
I make music for spiritual reasons |
Inhale wit the heathens deeply |
Cause that’s smell of death in the regions |
The source of the murderous force that you are receivin' |
Was the value of the relics that I left for retrievin' |
These jams in Bethlehem the people believin' |
Three Wise Men got their eyes on the sky this evenin' |
All they see is purple smoke from the lye we breathin' |
When the pen bleed don’t think the Hebrew scribe is grievin' |
(Hook) 4x |
It’s the resin, let it burn to the Heavens |
The return of the Sevens, here comes the Gods |
Yo, I send the Earth miracle rain from the spiritual plane |
You a comedy king, had an hysterical reign |
So you being a king to me… that’s unbearable shame |
So I’m back, gimme my crown and you wearin' my chain |
Kamachi in different languages, you hearin' my name |
Stay on my comp to reign |
Like the Moors when they conquered Spain |
Moon in Aries, Sun in Aquarius |
Gemini risin', flow so mysterious |
Look at my legacy, the landmarks in my areas |
So many priceless jewels, marble interiors |
Ain’t no question whose art is superior |
Witch doctor medicine for musical malaria |
Yeah I’m here ain’t no fear in my aura |
They say the wise die like old Prophets holdin' the Torah |
And gangstas go one shot thru the fedora |
This for my ock’s makin' salat readin' the surah |
They say the speech is purer |
I rap the mind map of a street explorer |
That’s tryna reach Aurora Borealis |
Three long hits from the chalice |
Make you zone from the project steps to a palace |
(Hook) 4x |
Yo, I’m still shinin' like the stars feel free at night |
They on their grind tryna find how I see the light |
Black qabalist studyin' the Tree of Life |
Mystical degrees I write, enlighten emcees tonight |
Thru the mind of God is how I recieved the mic |
Wit three 7's that could rearrange a heathens life |
Livin' proof the truth, you can believe the hype |
Wrestle wit Michael made the chump Angel leave the fight |
(Hook) 4x |