Chief Kamachi - Return Of The 7 lyrics
[Chief Kamachi - Return Of The 7 lyrics]
Often on, till the break of light
All hands in the air but
This is not a stick-up
I'm dropping jewels hoping some knowledge
That ya can pick up
The angels is crying
I'm wiping heaven's tears
Mother nature mad at niggas
Having lesbian affairs
If the cycle of God repeat
It'self in seven years
But we're six and half a way I'll
Be there in a half a day
My divine power get me there in a faster way
You was hating
Now nigga you look like a castaway
When the boat lеft
You was standing on the shore still
My enеrgy don't allow sucker niggas
Inside my force field
Why lie? The magician that work
Don't need a dollar if it'll
Get all my family hurt
I'm from the streets but tryna
Claim my righteousness back
You don't wanna know me before
I started writing these raps
Was like a Savior when I
Stopped believing in Christ
I'll bet my money on the corner
Let me breathe on the dice
All they gotta say is the music
Of the heathen is nice
And he'll kill ya for a little
Extra cheese on the slice
Hip-Hop matrimony the minister ask doo-wop
Crowds scream hurrah, righteous name Osurah
Mach look too fly, honeymoon in Dubai
Smash jam back in Afghan get the crew high
Spit my soliloquy inspired by the Killa Bee
Glass of wine from an old Egyptian distillery
Nooses still hanging, racist still killing me
No choice but play the role of
A warrior in this trilogy
Time wait's for no man, Kamalah vs conan
Pillage all the Indians
Tryna say that it's your land
I stepped in the booth first
I spit the truth hurts we hate water
Don't none of the black youths surf
Some died in the Atlantic in the past life
That's why I'm back to get the
Teachings in the class right
I look into ya spirit with a flashlight
And donate it to Smithsonian my last mic
Young Tut it gotta be, new millennium odyssey
Digging deep thinking they hit
The spiritual lottery
All they found was fragments and
Pieces of old pottery
Searching in the sky but the secrets
Is kept inside of me
Me and my rituals different camaraderie
Ninth wonder, light thunder
Laugh and Socrates children in my village I
Raised got better prophecies
A stolen legacy they begging me
To stop and please
For our knowledge we was strung
Up and dropped in seas
But was reincarnated one of the top emcees
Public schools, all of the teachers fail
Dose into a sleepy hell
Wake up in a leaky cell
I stand proud now, rock my dashiki well
Invest in rare book
Don't care about a sneaker sell
Power to the people
The only thing the speakers yell
Mission complete when all my messages
Can reach the jail
Yeah malah
Rise & Rhyme the bear for the assassin
Chief Kamachi ha
Philadelphis you know how we do
777
All hands in the air but
This is not a stick-up
I'm dropping jewels hoping some knowledge
That ya can pick up
The angels is crying
I'm wiping heaven's tears
Mother nature mad at niggas
Having lesbian affairs
If the cycle of God repeat
It'self in seven years
But we're six and half a way I'll
Be there in a half a day
My divine power get me there in a faster way
You was hating
Now nigga you look like a castaway
When the boat lеft
You was standing on the shore still
My enеrgy don't allow sucker niggas
Inside my force field
Why lie? The magician that work
Don't need a dollar if it'll
Get all my family hurt
I'm from the streets but tryna
Claim my righteousness back
You don't wanna know me before
I started writing these raps
Was like a Savior when I
Stopped believing in Christ
I'll bet my money on the corner
Let me breathe on the dice
All they gotta say is the music
Of the heathen is nice
And he'll kill ya for a little
Extra cheese on the slice
Hip-Hop matrimony the minister ask doo-wop
Crowds scream hurrah, righteous name Osurah
Mach look too fly, honeymoon in Dubai
Smash jam back in Afghan get the crew high
Spit my soliloquy inspired by the Killa Bee
Glass of wine from an old Egyptian distillery
Nooses still hanging, racist still killing me
No choice but play the role of
A warrior in this trilogy
Time wait's for no man, Kamalah vs conan
Pillage all the Indians
Tryna say that it's your land
I stepped in the booth first
I spit the truth hurts we hate water
Don't none of the black youths surf
Some died in the Atlantic in the past life
That's why I'm back to get the
Teachings in the class right
I look into ya spirit with a flashlight
And donate it to Smithsonian my last mic
Young Tut it gotta be, new millennium odyssey
Digging deep thinking they hit
The spiritual lottery
All they found was fragments and
Pieces of old pottery
Searching in the sky but the secrets
Is kept inside of me
Me and my rituals different camaraderie
Ninth wonder, light thunder
Laugh and Socrates children in my village I
Raised got better prophecies
A stolen legacy they begging me
To stop and please
For our knowledge we was strung
Up and dropped in seas
But was reincarnated one of the top emcees
Public schools, all of the teachers fail
Dose into a sleepy hell
Wake up in a leaky cell
I stand proud now, rock my dashiki well
Invest in rare book
Don't care about a sneaker sell
Power to the people
The only thing the speakers yell
Mission complete when all my messages
Can reach the jail
Yeah malah
Rise & Rhyme the bear for the assassin
Chief Kamachi ha
Philadelphis you know how we do
777