O'hene Savant - Resurrection lyrics

Welcome to Nina Simone and the O Of what is in the soul what's to the pinnacle Rooted in African cla**ical That means yapusa[?] highlife coupled with a math approach Natural like Kumasi or Accra Or the Volta[?] forest[?] I the chorus I paint Ain't aligned with Lucifer's doctrine What I pen stop them goblins of poltergeist[?] So precise is the Piscean It's like seein' inside the minds of the Nicenes[?] C'mon obviously I'm a blessed man Do what the rest can't Spit on the ground and resurrect plants My head can't stop from the musicology He learns the method of truth that choose to follow me God in Her totality in His totality is so quality and scholarly Apologies for the jargon Exhibition from the rhetorician like Martin Luther King, I choose to bring what few could sing A penny for my thoughts would produce cha-ching Man, eight months before '04 That was the d**h of folklore and I was so sore The notes poured into me like a grill The moment was unique I could tell The very end the beginning of a digital soul For all who would listen to O, resurrection