k**ah Priest - Energy Work lyrics

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k**ah Priest - Energy Work lyrics

[Intro: k**ah Priest] 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 [Hook 4X: RZA] There comes the pain After the sunshine [Verse: k**ah Priest] Okay, a hundred and eight 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

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