| «It has come to our attention that a mysterious force is LOOSE.
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| somewhere in outer space.»
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| «The mysteries of creation are there.»
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| «Up in the sky?""Up in the sky.»
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| «The moon and the planets are there.
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| And new hopes for knowledge and peace are there.
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| And therefore as we set sail; |
| we ask God’s blessing —
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| on the most hazardous, and dangerous, and greatest adventure
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| of which man has ever embarked.»
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| «Prepared for liftoff.»
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| I Self Lord And Master, shall bring disaster to evil factors
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| Demonic chapters, shall be captured by Kings
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| Through the storms of days after
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| Unto the Earth from the Sun through triple darkness to blast ya with a force that can’t be compared
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| to any firepower, for it’s mindpower shared
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| The brainwake, causes vessels to circulate
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| like constellations reflect at night off the lake
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| Word to the father, and Mother Earth
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| Seeking everlasting life through this Hell for what it’s worth
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| Look listen and observe
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| and watch another C-Cypher pullin my peeps to the curb
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| Heed the words; |
| it’s like ghetto style proverbs
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| The righteous pay a sacrifice to get what they deserve
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| Cannot afford to be confined to a cell
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| Brainwaves swell, turnin a desert to a well
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| Experience the best teacher; |
| thoughts will spray
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| like street sweepers Little Daddy street preacher
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| Illustrious feature, narrator you select
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| Accompanied by Deck plus the DJ you respect
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| The seven and a half combine, over the frontline
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| The ten percenters, promotin slander in the airtime
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| Bear in mind jewels be the tools of the trade
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| Sharp veins heavenly praise and dues are paid
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| Above the crowds, above the clouds where the sounds are original
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| Infinite skills create miracles
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| Warrior spiritual -- above the clouds
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| reigning/raining down, holdin it down
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| Yeah; |
| I leave scientists mentally scarred, triple extra large
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| Wild like rock stars who smash guitars
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| Poison bars from the Gods bust holes in your mirage
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| and catch a charge shake em down like the riot squad
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| Invade your zone, ruin like ancient Rome
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| I span the universe and return to Earth to claim my throne
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| The maker, owner, plus soul controller
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| Ayatollah rest in the sky, the cloud’s my sofa
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| Stand like Collossus, regardless to whom or what
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| Numerous attempts at my life, so who to trust
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| Who but us, to supply you with the fire?
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| The burning truth, 150 Absolut proof
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| On the mic like Moses spoke in golden scribe
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| Survivor of the oldest tribe whose soldiers died
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| I notified families, we shed tears and more
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| but our hands are the ammo cause the battle’s still on Sound the horn; |
| we come rumblin through the function
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| Precise laser beam technique to touch somethin
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| When we die hard, to build the monument to honor us with
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| Humungous effect in the world — we could have conquered it |