Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deep Space, artist - Lord Jamar. Date of issue: 26.06.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Deep Space |
| Uh, let’s take a trip |
| Trip into the mind… |
| The mind of the wise… |
| (Lord Jamar) |
| Okay, uh, enter the seventh dimension |
| Witness my ascension into the heavens |
| Like Christ on the third day, I’m nice with my wordplay |
| Master of all that I survey |
| Standing on my square, firm, graph the journ' |
| Trying to shake my foundation |
| Nation of Gods & Earths, birthed by the father |
| If he didn’t love us, then why would he bother? |
| Universal mathematician, I shine like the sun |
| Look at how I flash against it Basking Arabians, melenin, soaks up my energy |
| Brings cancer to my enemies |
| Knowledge the God, as I build/destroy |
| Black hole, watch me as I fill the void |
| I’m light years beyond, my word is my bond |
| Stay tuned, you’ve only heard a third of the song |
| (Interlude: Lord Jamar) |
| That’s right, just a third of the song. |
| No more, the stars, the milky way, the solar system |
| (RZA) |
| Yo, this is deep space, when I was young, we couldn’t teach pace |
| We got evicted, moms would play numbers, on sweepstakes |
| To hate to pay rent, arms stay bent, step-pops in state pen |
| Old dad been gone ever since, I was three |
| Had no one to show me how to set me free |
| Or give me a clue, on who, I’m supposed to be |
| I was a mommy’s boy, soft, Uncle Tommy Boy |
| Walking the streets, like a dead zombie, boy |
| Swine, eating lines, cheat and brand to a white Jesus |
| Never thought the first man on Earth, it could be us Got blessed with the twelve jew-els, learned they could do me well |
| Helped find God in man, like Emmanuel |
| Whose the original, whose the grafted criminal |
| Who crafted trick knowledge, to attack, the subliminal |
| Subconscious stages, I got the book, turned the pages |
| Learned one hundred and twenty, and nine phases |
| Of the moon, stay in tune, all praises due |
| The truth is what raises you |
| (Chorus 2X: Lord Jamar) |
| The universal builder, supreme architecht |
| Lord Jamar and, I’m about to spark the set |
| Touch my Earth and, you might as well be marked for death |
| Deep space, if it still get darker, yet |
| (Lord Jamar) |
| Uh, let’s take a trip through the galaxy |
| Mystery God is a phalacy |
| Celestial being, mothership over the White House |
| See that, had your President shook |
| Take a self evident look, through the telescopic lens |
| Magnefy my truth, the milky way couldn’t satisfy my sweet tooth |
| Amplified my beats is proof of light up I only do as right, you only do as left |
| Now tell me whose the best, Lord Jamar, I got a constellation of stars |
| You only did your observation from afar |
| Twenty three scientists, blow the moon from the Earth |
| Covers on the three/fourth, lover of my heat source |
| I meet force with force, fighting fire with fire |
| Space dust, watch me get higher and higher |
| King of the Universe, call me Messiah |
| (Interlude: Lord Jamar) |
| Knowhatimean, praise the child (call me Messiah) |
| Bow down the Gods, that’s right |
| Ruler of the Universe… yo, come on |
| (Chorus 2X) |
| (Outro: Lord Jamar) |
| Yes, uh… that’s how it is True builder, yeah, it’s like that |