Killah Priest, RZA - Energy Work lyrics
[Killah Priest, RZA - Energy Work lyrics]
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
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