Immortal Technique, Mojo Of Dujeous - Eyes In The Sky lyrics
[Immortal Technique, Mojo Of Dujeous - Eyes In The Sky lyrics]
I am the eye in the sky looking at you
I can read your mind i am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools i can cheat you blind
Yeah, my truth is the ark of
The covenant buried in Ethiopia
Watch who you fucking with in Minneapolis
Somalian, when I go home
The world I use to know is gone
And now I'll live on my own
For what shall it prosper the
Rapper with creative control
To sign a deal with the
Devil and lose his soul
My still born first expression is cold
Like the faces of slave masters
On the paper I fold
Subliminal racial supremacy choking me quick
Like the bedtime stories of Joseph Smith
Lynch mob gunning for me
Trying to murder my seed
So shorty put 'em in the Nile
In a basket of reeds
And now I stare in to the
Future with a spiritual flashlight
Wondering who the fuck was me in a past life
Bad diet, fuck raw, die young
Fast life same as a crash
Flight that took off
When the music died on your last night
Tell 'em the truth and they
Call you a traitor
Talk to 'em honestly and they
Call you a hater
Losing my composure cause the
Message is urgent
Talking reckless, drunk on the mic
Like Larry Merchant
Cursing at the serpent Sumerian demons
Who brush their wings against the
Air that I'm breathin'
A heathen with nothing left to
Believe in even a reason
From living that was forgiven by
God and not religion
Envision Jesus risen from the dead like Horus
In the baptist church shaking
Off the rigor mortis
The borders should be illegal
Instead of the people
That were here before the Bible
And all of it's sequels
I speak to the detached and unrealistic
That were born normal but
Turned socially autistic
We resisted homeland securities mission
Because I know what they really envisioned
I can read your mind i am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools i can cheat you blind
Yeah, my truth is the ark of
The covenant buried in Ethiopia
Watch who you fucking with in Minneapolis
Somalian, when I go home
The world I use to know is gone
And now I'll live on my own
For what shall it prosper the
Rapper with creative control
To sign a deal with the
Devil and lose his soul
My still born first expression is cold
Like the faces of slave masters
On the paper I fold
Subliminal racial supremacy choking me quick
Like the bedtime stories of Joseph Smith
Lynch mob gunning for me
Trying to murder my seed
So shorty put 'em in the Nile
In a basket of reeds
And now I stare in to the
Future with a spiritual flashlight
Wondering who the fuck was me in a past life
Bad diet, fuck raw, die young
Fast life same as a crash
Flight that took off
When the music died on your last night
Tell 'em the truth and they
Call you a traitor
Talk to 'em honestly and they
Call you a hater
Losing my composure cause the
Message is urgent
Talking reckless, drunk on the mic
Like Larry Merchant
Cursing at the serpent Sumerian demons
Who brush their wings against the
Air that I'm breathin'
A heathen with nothing left to
Believe in even a reason
From living that was forgiven by
God and not religion
Envision Jesus risen from the dead like Horus
In the baptist church shaking
Off the rigor mortis
The borders should be illegal
Instead of the people
That were here before the Bible
And all of it's sequels
I speak to the detached and unrealistic
That were born normal but
Turned socially autistic
We resisted homeland securities mission
Because I know what they really envisioned