Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Almost There, artist - Killah Priest. Album song Heavy Mental, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Almost There |
First time in rap history |
Your mind will be tooken to a level |
Prepare yourself |
When I relax with thoughts, then my brain |
hovers New York, my third eye glides with the view like a hawk |
Defined, my mind is automatic, rhymes are tragic |
Fount in the attic, lost you in Asia, Minor, find you in amazin |
beams I’m supreme my mindstate is like a dream, stargazer |
Scarred from the radar, beyond Gods and bombs and airwaves |
and channels; |
desert rats and camels, reptiles and mammals |
Stand wisdom Daniel, and man who is Samuel |
Ezekiel’s gonna overthrow in trees in hills and mountains |
Fountains rivers lakes brooks and ponds |
Inhabit by rabbit snakes and swans |
Energy is solar life barreling beyond the sun controller |
over Jehovah through the days of Noah, tremendous speed |
I ride the octavus seed, black seed, Sea of Caspainian |
Persian Gulf all the way to the Mediterranean |
City of Atlantis, skin is gettin tight as a mantis |
Styles organic, mechanic seagulls, swings over the eagles |
Soars over the cathedral built durin the medieval |
Shall remain in the ordained Byzantine Empire |
Take you higher one stage is a mass of fire, but sting like |
Niger your archrival Constantine, Dark Ages got sparked |
through the stages, 3M7 ages |
Constantinople ruled mobile seeking global filled with |
motion over the odds of oceans, scan the land, every inch |
of the sand, never bring plans, animals woman child and man |
Beasts and fish every inch length and width |
come through the abyss, over Egypt. |
This odyssey, more angles than photography |
More exotic pusses erotic like pornography. |
Am I almost there? |
Yeah I’m almost there? |
Am I almost there? |
Yeah I’m almost there? |
Am I almost there? |
I’m a space cadet from a tape in the cassette, player |
By fasting and prayer, I’m passing the ozone layer |
I meditate in the mere, top of skyscrapers |
Grew through a nature, droppin blew through a vapor |
Then there’s paper, the wind that take ya, quiet as the breath in your nose appear in the cold from the depths of my soul |
which has no weight, constant rotate at a slow rate |
Through the black hole, purple rainbows in Kuwait |
Destination operation alternation of the sun |
Circuit stars positions seasons that weigh a ton |
And mortalic through galaxies I’m burning, it’s like |
the accomplished, plus the comets keeps turning |
Beautiful virgin release every burden, I travel when I preheated |
the urban, hit the firmament and shock waves are permanent |
Rays of children gaze and stand amazed, so long I’m gone |
to the place Paul apostle was born |
which is in Tarses, small city in Solicia |
Then I move South, all the way to Nigeria, golden tigers |
travel all the way to Syria, Mesopatamia |
all the way to Syria, Euphrates to the urban child these |
of the high land located near Iran |
Fertile crescent, til I reach a section, from each direction |
From East to West and, from North to South |
All over the equator, Neptune from the womb |
of the creator; |
Killah Priest dyin sheep from the Middle East |
I’m almost there so prepare I say peace… peace… |