Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seeds Of Abraham, artist - Playdough
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
Seeds Of Abraham |
All the seeds of Abraham stepping into the jam |
Pump your fist and enlist with the Great I Am |
We came to rock these hands up high and defy |
Some gravity we casually infiltrating your high fi |
Seeds of Abraham up in the jam |
Pump your fist like you can’t resist the program |
While we rock these hands up high and defy |
Some gravity we casually infiltrating your high fi |
We infiltrating casually causing some casualty it had to be |
A principality trying to battle me it rattled me not |
I got too much soul plus control of this |
Mic device I’m leaving sliced from the Spirit within |
That sin ain’t never crossed it lost back in the day |
While it’s testing I’m blessing the word play |
Stay tight like lasso Pablo Picasso |
Bringing art thru a poem canvas metronome |
My home page is locked up in a spiral |
I rival with words of enemies from Most High |
We try to lock up destiny on top of this microphone |
Waiting till the day my crew blows up like firestone |
On an SUV cause when I bless you’ll be |
Inside a state of shock cause how I rock the SMPTE |
With tones for time codes and modes on full force |
I’m living narrowly righteousness the course |
They wanted truth dropped in the booth they wanted proof |
That the resurrected risen Son is busy giving one, two, threes |
When I’m checking degrees my mic burn |
It was red hot after it got to my turn |
Watch the world turn never concerned with what it offer me |
Watch it confound the wise so they could scoff at me |
Their righteousness for self tells me they’re wack |
Plus they jack four minutes I ain’t never getting back |
Yet the fact remains I’m busy smacking names |
And taking aim at a market that’s black, jargon attack |
The white sheets I fight beats bare knuckling chuckling |
At all it’s weakness, speak this poem |
So heads could freely roam like a cellular phone I’ve known |
Many a man doing wrong in a song so the gong rings |
Sings vibrato in staccato, till exit stage left is their unofficial motto |