Energy Work - Killah Priest, RZA

Yeah, Wu-Tang, I feel great right now, youknowhatimean

This is it, The Psychic World of Walter Reed

Yo, RZA, just let them know something man

We been doing this for a long time, so, tell 'em RZA, one more time

Youknowhatimean, I feel great right now, let me bring ya’ll closer to the

culture

It’s like Gandhi when he aided his first, something great, something special

Just like an eagle when he watches the NASA take off

Or horses by the runway, watching cars drive by

Well here comes the pain, youknowhatimean

There comes the pain

After the sunshine

Okay, a 108 celestial stems, stretch out my terrestrial limbs

Master the puzzle within, identify the coherent

Combination without aging, I’m spacing

That’s just a metaphor, head covered like Skeletor

A fellow law, they said inside the booth is the fountain of youth

But within my ideas I found the reservoir

I let the presents draw, they used to call me weird out of fear

I did the impossible, with no clothes I walked on top of hot coals

Discovered pots of gold, now I jot the scrolls

The creation narrated pre-exist the foundation of language

The ancient and the infamous, untainted for the brainless

Breaking the elements, development, erasing the devilment

Taking from the sacred intelligence

Priest, the heretic, but now I’m from David’s heritage

Escaping in an angelic ship, Cherubs did create the skeletons

Shaped through the melanin, embraced it by the Seraphims

In heavy rain, in space, shape the Nephilims

Divine order begin, recorded with my pens, why seek outward

The reward is within, Egyptian empires, hieroglyphic writers

Where they really fallen angels survivors

Was the Rosetta stone owned by Ethiopians

Or the rest of the holy men, we won’t know til they shovel our bones

The Indian chiefs smoke opium, this is not blasphemy

Or the devil’s symbol the Baphomet, this is just a rap word play

Stuff that I learned from the curb one day

I’m like Daniel in a cage with Gryphons, my face stiffens as I saw a great

vision

Grey pigeons that shape shifting in the space system

Laboratories with apes missing, martial law

It’s a state prison, Great Britain

Techno Priest, retro freaks, a computerized sun

With electro street, loungin' in a new world ghetto

Playing RZA beats, the AD I done lost clothe speaks

Jaguar paw, Walter the weirdo, what up RZA?

I place a universe inside of each verse

I know your soul need energy work

They said when he was young, he had seven suns above his tongue

The ark of the covenant between his gums

Kingdoms