Makeba Mooncycle - We Can't Be Touched lyrics

[Hell Razah] 9-7, grab your righteous thougts And get rid of em, its the 5 Deadly Venomz Grab your righteous thoughts and get rid of em Its the 5 Deadly Venomz Grab your righteous thoughts and get rid of em Its the 5 Deadly Venomz, yo Chorus: Hell Razah (4x) Ain't nuthin new about the Sunz of Man We can't be Tony Touched You either build or destruct us [k**ah Priest] Near em Tony Touch, I grab MC's within my clutch And crush, I wipe my hand off, while opponents stand off And look sad and worthy, bloodthirsty No mercy, I k** 'em while they curse me And damn po-9 to search me, don't get me started I flip retarded and start choking artists And leave they kids broken hearted And fatherless, I'm too marvaless Why would you bother this I squeeze you neck til the saliva drip So tight, I bite off my bottom lip Until your head pop and your soul leave Whoever told you I was holy, I'm k**ah Priest [Makeba Mooncycle] Eliminate my competition like a Shogun So bad, I have you switching colors like Michael Jackson Represent from Crown Heights to Bed-Stuy You either do, you either die, while your trying to survive All these street lyrics are like Psalm So, Brooklyn maniacs remain calm So, come get some from Park Place to Putnam We hold sh** down like Franklin Av You get shot, gaged and stabbed, buying guns from the Arabs Ah, Makeba a true b**h beater Gotcha hot like a heater when it's pumping out your speakers Flipping American like Nacirema From Gracia Garriga, behind a Sun of Man you see Mooncycle [Prodigal Sunn] 4th Disciple, what, blazing like a rifle [Hell Razah] I see too many wannabes be living comfortably Southern, comfort me, whats the reason why you front to be Something like it only took you months to be Personally, I take your mentality to Mercury Bring you back to Earth to see, the same ol Check the Sunz of Man lingo, we got for minutes, defendants Wack students get suspended, shoot you down with a sentence As you back for repentance, Sunz of Man can't be Tony Touched Dreddy roll the dutch, crunch berries in my cup b**hes stress to test my lust, quick, you busting guns on us We move crowds like clouds, lightning struck whoever s**s Some claim to be Allahs, but they force gods Selling out for cars, telling lies to the stars Why you front at clubs and bars, I be in tune with Mobs Royal Fam, United Kingdom, now expand Go to war like the Pakistan Been fighting devils since the sonograms Now it's, programs on my avenues, satin out to master you Live daily masker you [Prodigal Sunn] Yo, in these dark days of Vietnam d**h is a pawn, that's word is bond Sound the alarm, we surround calm Bury arms, spark a mega-charm Rocking charms, true and living Islam My supreme wisdom becomes a realistic sitcom On the grounds of Brooklyn, sent you walking through the Crooklyn So, until then I make ends meet, war with the beast In the streets of heat, moving is weak, formation concrete Medina soldier, mathematical, alphabetical Quoted an intelligent sire, contain the element of fire Mental igniter, who said the student 'bout the lighter As it was written, bitten in the Book of Obadiah Shower soldiers, sold for papaya Original soul writer, the golden fighter Swift, clever like the tiger So, on the contrary, you can get bloody like Mary Head flown, like a tooth fairy, crushed like some berries (Chorus: 3x) [Hell Razah] Black Rose Family, Gray Rose, Touny Touch, what Tru Masta, yea, what, 4th Disciple, k**ah Priest Prodigal Sunn, Hell Razah, 60 Sec., what 7th Amba**ador, what (Chorus)