The Widow's Son

[Intro: Sample and Apathy] “Let the brother receive the light!” The widow's son, the wickedest one The widow's son, the wickedest one [Verse 1: Apathy] Off comes the blindfold, fools cop diamonds and buy gold While wise old elders try to tell us that my soul Is lost in the Matrix, a box, a cube You watch the tube and eat up all their toxic food Now the chemicals are blocked from the pineal gland For the first time I understand Ezekiel’s plan That the sanctum sanctorum of the most divine Is the body and the stairway to heaven is your spine As above, so below, fuck waitin' on a sign The key to heaven's gate is in the mind God bless the blind; let the light shine, step from the darkness And follow in the Father through Solomon’s arches The wars over religion show that humans are horrible The bible's allegorical… not historical Mortals never get it so they try to control Free will, free speech and even each other's soul Stroll through the temples of the monks and the rabbis The medicine men, the metaphysical Medjays The bodies get baptized, the wise get chastised You taught you should pass by thoughts of your past lives [Chorus: Apathy and Brother J sample] The widow's son, the wickedest one The widow's son, the wickedest one The widow's son, the wickedest one The widow's son You can't define what's direct from the east [Verse 2: Ryu] I don't control the economy, mess with animal sodomy I don't know Illuminati but I'll show you geometry The Pythagoras of rap, son of music and math You know the myth but let's try to decipher the facts I'm from a league of gentlemen, Amadeus to Duke Ellington Ty Cobb, Louis Armstrong and Thomas Edison Policemen and veterans even without a weapon I'll cover 'cause every brother keeps a .357 So when we go undercover, ain't no witchcraft and devil shit It's how we greet each other on the five points of fellowship The pillars of Noah inscribed with the sciences The eye of Jehovah watches over me like a lioness The square that reminds me to square my actions And the compass that'll help me circumscribe my passions I'm attracted to the light like a moth in the dead of night But internet conspiracy theories hoggin' the megabytes I pay 'em no mind, I rep it with pride They ain't concerned with the truth it's not as sexy as the lies 'Til the day that I die, but yo I already did I never felt so alive 'til they gave me the true grip Peace to four-letter, three-letter, P.H.A's It's York Rite, Scottish rite and the DeMolay's O.E.S., yes can't forget the brothers before me Shoulder to shoulder I stand with you all in the quarry [Chorus: Apathy and Brother J sample] The widow's son, the wickedest one The widow's son, the wickedest one The widow's son, the wickedest one The widow's son You can't define what's direct from the east [Outro] Wickedest one I have the power! Wickedest one I have the power! Wickedest one [Sampled from the film The Holy Mountain] "This is the most beautiful day of your life. Of your own free will you decided to undergo the initiation that other heroes have passed. Your sacrifice completes my sanctuary. This is the holy book. Learn to believe in me."