Mystic

[Intro] Thank you, Jesus, thank you, Jesus Thank you, Jesus, thank you, Jesus [Verse 1] You are now listening to the sounds of a god in the flesh, my lineage is ancient I come from beyond any place you could imagine In your imagination Mommy was my spaceship It took her nine months to get me here, I finally made it Goodness gracious, great balls of fire My star got six points so I burn brighter Than any pentagram on Hollywood's sidewalk I'm much too hot, you cannot cool me off Not a son, don't chill Allah Check the rhyme that I spill on y'all It's the best by far Initiate of the sacred brotherhood of elite rappers I'm a master builder Grand verbalizer, young old-timer The tippy-top shotta, original Don Dada [Chorus] It's written in the stars, look me up then Two or three bars, got you pay attention I'm gifted, my rap is mystic It's codes that I speak so the police missed it Spray painted on the walls The writing's on the walls I'm gifted, my rap is mystic It's codes that I speak so the police missed it [Verse 2] Put on some real tough shit that I could rock to Then write the illest words you ever could bop to I live the illest life you ever could have So much joy I cry, so much pain I laugh At my best I am excellence At my worst I'm not inspired by the beat, shit come out weak It's not bad for a bad day I smack you and knock your head off Damn, I don't know my own strength Like a lion, I was just tryin' to play It's not my fault you fall apart so easy I need to be with my own kind Take me to where the rap music is powerful beats and rhymes Whole 'nother channel, don't be so shallow Expand your taste There's more to life than your narrow mind think And we live from the refuge Is anybody out there? [Chorus] It's written in the stars, look me up then Two or three bars, got you pay attention I'm gifted, my rap is mystic It's codes that I speak so the police missed it Spray painted on the walls The writing's on the walls I'm gifted, my rap is mystic It's codes that I speak so the police missed it [Outro] Thank you, Jesus, thank you, Jesus Thank you, Jesus, thank you, Jesus (Jesus, Jesus) You've got to keep them pretty scared Because unless they're properly scared and frightened That all sorts of devils are going to destroy them From outside or inside or somewhere They may start to think...