Once there was myth and mystery Now we destroy our ancient verse, our history The eyes of my comrades watching, they haunt me Dream a sinking ship
Well, it was a time on earth When in the books of heaven An old account was standing For sins yet unforgiven My name was at the top And many things below
Years ago I saw a waveless ocean Far and great, beyond everything I knew Nights were glowing, the days too long For a young man's dreamland and his fancy
Spirit up moving, spirit up Rhythm of sun fire You got to stand, stand to, to together Keep the message alive Listening for his words He would speak in ancient verse
six Likkle broad five foot pop big shit like See my clique ride big dick like Swiss hole y'know handcuff shit like Supreme bitch y'all broads is ancient
So go ahead and convince me otherwise [Chorus] So many empty words were spoken here today So many promises Id like to dream away Like verses whispered in some ancient
Uh uh uh. Still ain't ready yet. Uh uh uh. Niggaz still ain't ready yet. Uh uh uh. Verse 1 *(Swoop G)* I hits the corner on three Daytonaz wit
and we're ancient and we like to roam the land... we're justified and we're ancient I hope you'll understand Pulling Out Of Ricardo and the Dusk Is Falling
back DCQ: Reflection Eternal That's the name don't forget it, Talib Kweli, DJ, Hi-Tek Brooklyn! New York City Cin-ci-natti! Keep on Talib Kweli-Verse
Alley Studios mang, It's Freezy mang, Paul Revere mang, we doin thi shit, You know it's good, 40 Water, you'se a pimp nigga, look out! Verse: (E-40
Verse 1 a?? Suffa I was granted an audience in the devils maze, I sat by his throne and we talked for days, He told me about his ancient battles with
what tomorrow may bring May a better day come Yesterday we were Kings Can you tell me young ones Who are we today [Nas: Verse 1] The black oasis Ancient
A thousand goodbye's is all that I have to say [Verse 2:] Tell me what you thinking When I told you that me and you, we are finally over Making a memory That's ancient
born, Noel! Sing we now of Christmas. Sing we here, Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! Noel! From the Eastern kingdoms come the wise men far. Bearing ancient
interminable verses. the large number of verses being a feature expressly designed to please the true devotees He folk song who seem to find Singing fifty verses
voice of the tyrants Raise the horns in blasphemy [Repeat 2nd verse] [Repeat 2nd verse] [Repeat 2nd verse] [Repeat 3rd verse] [Repeat 2nd verse]
't no half steppin' on some Big Daddy game s*** I walk like a hustler, pimpin' hustlers language We don't know each others language 'coz your hustle is ancient
at all times. Verse 2: For the Lord our God is great, perfect Lord, in all Your ways. God of mercy, Lord of grace, Holy One, Ancient of days. Chorus
