wisened disciples - shift talking lyrics
lyrics:
(golden)
us risen visionaries been preparing
tearing down the shrines and thrones
impairing those in its control
don’t worry bro, we are the nwo
declaring hope. repairing homes
we’ll teach the ropes and share the gold
cuz we adore your soul
been given a reason by vision
to live in this vivid ascension
forgiving the lack of the rhythm
producing some wicked decisions
a breed of catalysts some ill alchemists
no rabbit tricks we know where the real magic is
and f-ck your idea of love
it’s way too big to fit in your brain
do not be deceived bruh
love does not behave
it’s wildin out and breakin us
and raising up some awkward prophets
a mob of godly monsters
moshing on religious nonsense
squashing all these zombies
that been gnawing on your conscious
with confidence from god inside
it’s just genetics son of light
metabolized to save your life
solidified in us is christ
a diamond’s sight, the higher life
solidified in us is christ
triple three, aight
—
($l333py)
fresh to death, the st–z capital
a triple threat, the king’s radicals
we conquer monsters, ironically..
even eating cannibals!
my rap faction’s expanding
and y’all “advance” backwards like laterals
meanwhile, we’re astral traveling
seeking, deeper down the ‘rabbit hole.’
found rebirth, our sound brings heaven to earth
we speak in kingdom frequencies
our words, are measured in hertz
spreading a threatening message
like urgent weather alerts:
f-ck a building that you’ve been in
bredren, we are the church
don’t panic.. yea, i said it
be d-mned if i ever regret it
since i’m damaging the systemic
presence in your cerebellums
too elaborate for the average
but, think i’ve had it? best forget it
a chance at wreaking havoc?
and i’m emphatic, it’s endemic
look, it’s the dawn of prodigies
and i guess we’re honored nominees..
for plotting peace, like the fourteenth
dalai lama, sowing seeds
still showing t–th, i’ve grown.. but won’t retreat
so, on your knees.. we own these streets
no need to watch the throne cause
you should know who holds the seat
there’s no relief from bold emcees:
not golden free or sleepy jean
both jehovah’s chosen soldiers
n-gga, meet the holy team
got your whole block hostage
a squad of beasts we’re mobbing deep
christ’s disciples we’re ent-tled to all his property
#333
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