RBX - Voodoo lyrics

[Intro] (Searching through radio stations) (I believed that america was a democracy and I took that very seriously) (Searching through radio stations) (We are people, we are people) Ahhhh.... Vanglorious This is protected by the Red.. the black and the green With a key, Sissies ! [Hook: Brother J] (Scratching) Voodoo they thumpin to my magic Too black too strong I sing songs of mathematics Voodoo, they callin for the magic Give the people what they want and commence to skull snappin [Verse 1:Brother J] Yea Crossroad walker, roots man villa Got my mic beam sliced on that Mega Godzilla (G.O.D.) Sam Snead, Rude Boy, Masta k**a My cup spilleth over so I cleanse dirty (unknown) Rebel milk churner my hydroglycerin cream sets off in two burners Broadcast while at Ted Turner's Networks observe vocal dramas From pimps to the lamas I serve like Benihana's Skull snappa-dada J Supreme Aba My Sun the Joshua earth seed Black Madonna Theory big bang evolution God ethics Told j**els as gold one path through mathematics The conscious terrorist warfare kinetics Extreme level phonics (forwarned) granted it's hectic Deadline for fools think twice before you said it First steps a doosey no hell your drop is endless..... [Hook] (RBX)Ahhhhh To the east blackwards And it won't stop, can't and will not stop....Forward (Quazadelic)Oooh, come on round to the livest sound funkin' lessons will begin You got the Grand Verbalizer spittin the tone, X-Clan son it's on again (Brother J)Now what they hollerin bout? Voodoo, they thumpin to my magic Too black too strong I sing songs of mathematics Voodoo, they callin for the magic Give the people what they want and commence to skull snappin Shaman of street knowledge the art of survival's my recipe My roots be harmonious therapy (Uh huh) Kiddin they ready be ready for X-Clan We cipher like 720, we cycle the life's span We evolve and expand the blood race and land And brother's who connection we live free in the land We spark the God man arm ligga-ligga (ahhhhhh) We doin it true too and we measure beyond bars The seat to the east is empty Distracted by terror and the sacrifice for war is plenty Much d**h goin down and pending We stop payin dues in the streets like thuggery is the ending [Hook] (Quazadelic)Oooh, come on round to the livest sound funkin' lessons will begin You got the Grand Verbalizer spittin' the tone, X-Clan son it's on again (Brother J)Now what they hollerin' bout? Voodoo, they thumpin' to my magic Too black too strong I sing songs of mathematics Voodoo, they callin' for the magic Give the people what they want and commence to skull snappin' [Verse 2:Brother J] Voodoo they shakin to my lines Reflect to my roots and build a whole new design And when they say hip hop they don't expect civilized To manifest with content and specialized rides And you know how we do when we servin that black Indigenous funk way before that Sugar Hill rap, head crack Son let these mortals adapt to the irresistible rhythm of my voodoo style raps Builders, ballers, new jacks, vets The funk of the acquired is controlling the set The crossroads cipher will replenish the X And if ya frontin on the Clan son protect ya neck, come on [Hook] (Quazadelic)Oooh, come on round to the livest sound funkin' lessons will begin You got the Grand Verbalizer spittin' the tone, X-Clan son it's on again (Brother J)Now what they hollerin bout? Voodoo, they thumpin' to my magic Too black too strong I sing songs of mathematics Voodoo, they callin' for the magic Give the people what they want and commence to skull snappin' [Outro] (RBX)From Professor X to the Narrator X You cannot cross ot the X, the X-Clan And my name is Kunta Kinte, not Tobey Sissieeeeeeeee!