Chief Kamachi - 777 lyrics

Yo, the son of genius out the
Womb of an Immaculate lady
From the Tigris and the Euphrates
Studyin' Pleiades
Slangin' crack in the 80's
Tainted the black in our babies
My religion is Brand Nubian
The sunshine raised me
From platinum to shrapnel parts
I laugh at charts
Gave the world math and arts
The craft is sharp
Lead you to the temple door, the path is dark
Fill ya mind wit gold
Another soul I have the spark
I make music for spiritual reasons
Inhale wit the heathens deeply
Cause that's smell of death in the regions
The source of the murderous force
That you are receivin'
Was the value of the relics
That I left for retrievin'
These jams in Bethlehem the people believin'
Three Wise Men got their eyes
On the sky this evenin'
All they see is purple smoke
From the lye we breathin'
When the pen bleed don't think
The Hebrew scribe is grievin'

It's the resin, let it burn to the Heavens
The return of the Sevens, here comes the Gods

Yo, I send the Earth miracle
Rain from the spiritual plane
You a comedy king, had an hysterical reign
So you being a king to
Me that's unbearable shame so I'm back
Gimme my crown and you wearin' my chain
Kamachi in different languages
You hearin' my name
Stay on my comp to reign
Like the Moors when they conquered Spain
Moon in Aries, Sun in Aquarius
Gemini risin', flow so mysterious
Look at my legacy, the landmarks in my areas
So many priceless jewels, marble interiors
Ain't no question whose art is superior
Witch doctor medicine for musical malaria
Yeah I'm here ain't no fear in my aura
They say the wise die like
Old Prophets holdin' the Torah
And gangstas go one shot thru the fedora
This for my ock's makin'
Salat readin' the surah
They say the speech is purer
I rap the mind map of a street explorer
That's tryna reach Aurora Borealis
Three long hit's from the chalice
Make you zone from the project
Steps to a palace c'mon

Yo, I'm still shinin' like the
Stars feel free at night
They on their grind tryna find
How I see the light
Black qabalist studyin' the Tree of Life
Mystical degrees I write
Enlighten emcees tonight
Thru the mind of God is
How I recieved the mic
Wit three 7's that could
Rearrange a heathens life
Livin' proof the truth
You can believe the hype
Wrestle wit Michael made the chump
Angel leave the fight