Tytuł: Tribal jam
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[Professor X]
   (We have come..)
   by way of the stars, by way of the Nile evermore
   (We have come..)
   speaking the tongue of the pharoahes, descending from such
   (We have come..)
   in love of the ancestor, the struggle continues
   Loving heart, strong sun, firm fist
   We are those
  
   [Brother J]
   We are evolutionists, for justice
   People try to front and call us prejudiced
   I know they know the truth, they call us battlers
   The great warriors, systematic radicals
   Who put their hand in the candy dish to pull a mint?
   Government, taste the thieves descent
   I heard you were a prankster, ultimate gangster
   Daytime shooter, night time shankster
   The phone-tapper, dress a little dapper so you think
   my color's blacker than it's pink
   Descending from pharoahes who travelled the narrows
   and all of that are such
   See me at the crossroad pimp-struts
   I'm quite illogical but never been a savage
   Genes scientific but I never have to map it
   I'm harder than the diamond that the edam(?) might still
   I'm never mythical, divinity is real
   Mind stays steel, ever stable to the end
   Nations begin, Blackwatch will defend
   So now you raise the flag of the blood race earth
   Freedom or death, and death unto birth, we carry on
  
   [Brother J]
   I am a man of the soil, crossroad walker
   Great vine swinger, the pyramid stalker
   Makin God music in sync with the universe
   So here we go again, another Brother verse
   Back into time on the banks of Nile
   Writin on papyrus, readin the dial
   Look into the sky from the city beyond
   Countin to the nine cause the mission is on
   So now the lion connection, retrieves degrees
   Startin never dimming third eye ever sees
   Beyond dimension, beyond the soul
   The label of your car inscribed on the scroll
   So whatchu gonna do but ride to the scale?
   On your knees to the East, all hail
   The Grand Creator, the host and children
   How could you think, to conquer his dominion and exist?
   Coming from abyss, we are this
   See the black fist, take a kiss
   And from your earthly dwelling you're dismissed
   So can you dig it?
   Now with a key, back into the swing of reality
   Divine principality formalities are none
   Son of a gun, I'm brother one, I am sun - enough!
  
   [Brother J]
   From the stars we are born in genetics
   Anti-semetic? Ridiculous, chill
   How you gonna copycat the pyramids filled
   when a nation wears colors in respect of the build?
   Comin through the gap in the mountain on a elephant
   The world just shivered, I'm the earthquake president
   Walked the path and my steps remained
   Back to the den, grab a hold of the mane
   Allegba(?), meet me at the road
   A following soul, young to the old
   Walkin in the path of the pure is not as easy
   as they contemplate, but I obligate to demonstrate
   Without struggle no peace and surely no state of mind
   And what kind of nation will become
   daughters and sons of what is, we have come
   We continue..
  
   [Professor X]
   Tamu(?), Allegba(?), Osiris, Isis, Abraham, Solomon, Mohammad, Jesus
   Vanglorious!
   This is protected, by the red, the black, and the green
   with a KEY!
  
   [Brother J]
   I was sittin by the river with my warrior's gun
   A bunch of caveboys tried to house my drum
   I never bust a sweat because it's not at all tragic
   VOO-DOO, runnin from my magic!
   I came across the sand on my faith alone
   Eatin cooked meat while you gnaw at the bone
   Sittin by the fire while you froze in cave
   A bunch of silly thieves with the nerve to say you're brave
   I think you're cowards; fightin systematically and chemically connivin
   Cause you never liked us but it seems you're always trying
   Try to say we're dumb but it seems you're always thriving
   from the science.. so now I bear you
   Sit, heed the words and raise the flag to prepare you
   for the coming of the ones who never fear you
   Don't you know a brother like myself will only dare you
   to act foolish? We have come
   Child of the sandbox, follow through the drum
   We have come from with the mathematic sum
   Now you wanna ask what's the dum-diddy-dum? The X, Shalom
  
   [Professor X]
   1990! The tribal weapon
   Uh-ohh, the nine.. SISSSSYYYYY!

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