Music of the Spheres - Killah Priest

Music of the Spheres - Killah Priest

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The Psychic World of Walter Reed
Год
2013
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
210020

以下は曲の歌詞です Music of the Spheres 、アーティスト - Killah Priest 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Music of the Spheres "

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Music of the Spheres

Killah Priest

My brain’s the throne of glory

My voice is seven million stories

My slippers walk through space, Gods territory

The Devils mad, he cast hell before me

But I prevail, broke the spell, fortune teller foresees

Black years for you rappers

The aftermath is here

While I recline listen to the Music of the Spheres

I spit above your ears

It’s that Angel music

That sky crack, that wormhole, that star acoustics

Let God acque it

Play it, In the Mosque (Mask?) out my mouth is a fusion

No illusion

My cosmic conscious

Coming like a hail of comets

Godly contents

I sit between two universes

Judging every rapper upon the surface

And laugh at them like a circus

Ya’ll mad nervous

I wrap a cloud around my dome like a turban

You can’t live to see me in person

You just a servant, so now bow and worship

It’s the wordsmith… x2

My mic’s the microchip

My rhymes are the hieroglyph

From the edge of a spiral cliff

Hurling my rap books to the wind

Like a staff through a tree I cringe (?)

Then get up with a sick grin

The sacrifice

Thoughts are magnetic

I bring down satellites

Forget ya’ll earthlings

I spit for the afterlife

Astral projection

My face see inside of paradise

Either ya’ll half man pussies

Or ya’ll straight hermaphrodites

Parallel worlds

Your bodies I twirl

Then throw ya’ll far into the galaxy

Who want to challenge me?

You out of reality

I come down your flight of prayers

As if they were escalator stairs

The death relate is here

Your respirators prepared

I bake myself a cake using the ozone layer

Happy birthday

Blow out the stars in heaven

Get high taking mushroom clouds

Spit bars of Armageddon

The super God of weirdness

Sincere-ness

Share bliss

I spit that heaven & hell, life & death

That here & now, to outer realms

Genesis to twenty twelve

In heaven, what separates good from evil

Is a giant iron curtain

Guarded by a lion with manes of serpents

Priest, the wordsmith

King of kings

Lord of lords

I hold up a gold cup, filled with ???

of rap (?)

Making an acoustic ball

Revealing all

Inside the mother space craft

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