| They said I was a walking contra-diction
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| Black and intelligent the cerebellum heavy like a gatlin- fiction.
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| I got a whole crew that’ll murder you mathematically
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| Subtract your existence
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| High priests in white robes moonlight in street clothes
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| Dropping moorish science like the last benediction
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| Shift on them devils with 7 conducting metals
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| We on the 11th level, try to catch us-wishing
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| This is that 5th dimension high power thesis
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| Black god-have me on your piece like I’m jesus
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| Resurrect the game in 48 bar releases
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| Then watch me take the throne beside messiah in the kingdom
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| Cuz I greet with peace don’t mean the battle gon be easy
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| I got goons divining runes in rooms under the Giza
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| Carving out the glyphs of my legend on my stela
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| Sa-roc take the mic and turn the echo into ether
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| Stand ready for the era of the black god
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| We kill em softly on the micro when the track hard
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| Hit the stage and create sages outta trap stars
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| Im free agent dropped the label, watch me blast off
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| Im free agent dropped the label, watch me blast off
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| Just call me the one but im not one to mess with
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| Genetic engineered you, took one egg to make your flesh with
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| Held the masterpiece then stamped my name with double exes
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| Formed your whole world and on the 7th day I rested
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| Domestic goddess honey-I can bring the house down
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| I’ll nat turner you, kill the master, and bring the south down
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| Blaze the underground until I catch up with the north star
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| Then I’m free styling
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| Center stage, now turn the lights down
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| I will not be your perception of a female with a mic
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| Cuz I do not choose to stimulate erections when I write
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| I am Nina with a loaded smith and Wesson when I write
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| Saying Mississippi gotdamn I’m exceptional on the mic
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| Open worm holes with word play, build shrines with sound mastery
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| I’m shaman, watch me sundance
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| Lost chicks play butch Cassidy
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| No chemical enhancement I just rock this shit naturally.
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| Its all black everything ask 9th and queen rapsody
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| My starseeds bring raw heat to your doorstep
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| Dance circles round your verses have you dizzy with their fourstep
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| You forced it, my crew flow like first blood, moon water
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| My voice got you trapped inside my forcefield-new orbit
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| I’m meteoric rising
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| But you don’t see my light in the media cuz the tv be lying, my cd too morbid
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| It kill crack dealing rap with hard beats and a moral
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| I’m superhero rock a «S» with amber beads and red coral
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| I’m taking off in 4.3.2.1
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| So tally up the scoreboards so they can see who won
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| I started last now i save lives with bass and 2 speakers
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| While them crab rappers lag, eat moondust off my sneakers
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| Need I repeat this, my speech left yall speechless
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| Now yall research my words like white coats and glass beakers
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| My mind primed to detonate your rhymes like minesweeper
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| When it blow watch the sky that’s where my best lines are featured |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black God Theory , by - SA-ROC. Song from the album Extra-Terrestrial, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп