Lyrics Aragorn - X-Clan

Aragorn

We have!
History unfolding
Here on this Staaaaaaage tonight (yeah)
Mils Ciphers in the building
X-Clan study building
We civilizing the mind, everybody get the feeling get live
Get em up, come on!
X — Clan Mils Cipher in effect
We ready for warfare
We ready to get wrecked (get em)
X, Crossroads Ciphers on deck
Recycling God science salute my mic check and walk with it
All hail funkin' lesson get down
Get em up
Funk em up
Mils Cipher you will agree
That everywhere we go
That we crush these mother fuckers
It’s the return of the God, let the knowledge be born
Close you’re mouth from shock and get you’re peoples on the horn
Tell em' that I reforged the movement sword and I’m ready to get it on
Destined Aragorn
Battle tested, I’m in the struggle worldwide bringing cultures out thenooks and
crannies
It’s our time
For rhyme elevation re-stiffen the competition (Ease back!)
Or get down with the mission
Our conditions are clear, for all people it’s a crucial time sucka’s blocking
how we organize
Linkin' ties in their leadership there dieing, (Big up)
Raising the flag in honor of civilized freedom fighter enterprise
As I centralize in black, move through these hoodies a dawning the Third eye
Keeping they wings fly, (with he)
Taking the streets by storm in lyric form
It’s the dark???
And I’m made of the first born (get em)
X — Clan Mils Cipher in effect
We ready for warfare
We ready to get wrecked (get em)
X, Crossroads Ciphers on deck
Recycling God science salute my mic check and walk with it
All hail funkin' lesson get down
Get em up
Funk em up
Mils Cipher you will agree
That everywhere we go
That we crush these mother fuckers
Our sight sound scent, taste and touch
Tools for everyman, (From first stage to dust)
I’m a Ancestral Patron in vibes I trust, if each one will teach one (Tradition
will never rust!)
We lust into an era where genocide is born, Rhythamation in jeopardy,
Were children of corn at the helm
We must regain control, Straight stem-cell music (Mass production of clones!)
With this microphone I roll deep with the councils
Slangin' a different tone, Poetical apostle on a universal role (Uh-hu!)
My spirit travels and returns with the message (Chief funkin' lesson get em up!)
Funk em up!
We represent street knowledge and live it, so don’t front
It’s time for the lord, the architect to roar pour out a lil' liquor (It's the
cipher of the gods Weapon X)
X — Clan Mils Cipher in effect
We ready for warfare
We ready to get wrecked (get em)
X, Crossroads Ciphers on deck
Recycling God science salute my mic check and walk with it
All hail funkin' lesson get down
Get em up
Funk em up
Mils Cipher you will agree
That everywhere we go
That we crush these mother fuckers
Everybody knows that all the people have difficulties
All the people don’t have freedom
All the people don’t have Justice
And all the people don’t have power
But I think none of us do!
Take this system and change it
Turn it upside down and put the last first, and the first last
Not only for black people, but for all people