I'm a slave to who gave a name to my body and form to my filthy soul I'm a slave to the money that burn my hands and to the profit and fatigue To the
was killed by the saviors of his own dream Armah - 2000 seasons Talib Kweli-Verse 1 Im not a human being into no spirtual shit, a Spiritual being manifested
'm heaven sent, living in hell All seeing eye in hand of the pyramids and keep watching Out for the death while the beats knocking Plot by the devil in a blue dress and chief stockings Spiritual
your soul, sort of a psychological dictatorship And we are on the front lines Guilty as charged if intellect is a crime [Chorus] Alhamdulillah's a spiritual
in the front it was all immaculately clean. And I said, I said, you know, People need to see the reality, they need to see, you know, how these people slave
the enemy Mix the blood so it don't coagulate The sex magic won't work if the bitch masturbates Nobody can hold me back, my flow bloviates into a spiritual
back to forever The warrior became protector; take a closer look at the bars You'll see I'm not behind them or in front of them, I'm one of them Started
to my heart. my extreme love of you has so elevated me spiritually that who ever i bow my heat it appears as if holy kaaba is in front of me. it does
that dream is dead He was killed by the saviors of his own dream Our movement Verse One Im not a human being into no spirtual shit, Spiritual remanifested
what others do Thugs running loose, kickin nursery rhymes like Mother Goose Which one of you(s) want it first Yo I'm running through your front line While
Hell All-seeing eye, in hand of the pyramids and keep watchin Out for the death while the beats knockin Plot by the Devil in a blue dress and chief stockings Spiritual
