PENDULUM SWING

[Intro: Rakim] Uh, it's the God Ra, I got a team with me, check it out What's in the future for the fusion in the changer? Rappers are in danger Ayo, Crooked I, you ready? (Hell yeah) What’s in the future for the— Aight, let me get the scratch right What's in the future for the fusion in the changer? Rappers are in danger [Verse 1: KXNG Crooked] The flow flyer than a stylist in the exit row I'm walkin' 'round with a sprayer like I'm pest control You took twenty-one MCs, put 'em to rest for sure So I smoked twenty-one more, God rest they soul Homie, it's KXNG Crook and Rakim, now who got the rap juice? I'ma let this tune hit your core like I'm Papoose Cops had me locked, but I snapped loose I'm powered by the tropical sun, the biological son of Black Zeus Hang glidin' on lightning, I can tell the rain to stop With a acapella, mayne, I'm the cellophane It's a wrap when I'm rapping, even in Hell, I can sell a flame Wearing energy crystals like it's a Rocafella chain, mm I park my Impala right at the ancient rituals My Chuck Taylors walkin' on water with the originals In the middle of spiritual beings seeing miracles The women and children cheering so loudly, I can hear them go, "Ra" With perfect timing they beating the drums goin', "Ra" I heard the shaman, he's speaking in tongues goin', "Ra" Somebody's yellin', "I think he's the one" I peeped at the sun, inhalin' oxygen deep in my lungs Looked at Ra, started spittin' the hardest written in art of rap A verse that can reverse heart attacks when you listen Jumpstarting your cardiac rhythm, brought you back with a sentence From an artist that got it out the mud like a artifact (Facts) Now they know my name from Harlem to Giza Walking out the Apollo with Caesar with hollows and heaters '64 Impala, the speakers bumpin' "Follow the Leader" Another God MC for all the believers, Lord Crooked [Chorus: Rakim] Here come Ra to swing the pendulum Gun bars ring ears and put the the fear of death in 'em Once law, empires fall, shook like the Nephilim Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in Rappin' with the banger, shell scare, Hell flair Spit and still glare 'til the innocent smell fear This is Hell here (Rappers are in danger) Ayo, La the Darkman, you ready? Hell yeah [Verse 2: La the Darkman] Chop 'em all like a meat cleaver, they too eager, they too diva I don't give a fuck, my niggas don't give a fuck either Cut the braids, got the Caesar, these artists merely meager Mafioso, police give me amnesia La and Ra on par, all praise to Allah Highest form of elevation, gomer oz dabar I'm parallel, my sword swing very well Ride like a carousel, speech Dr. Cornel West I don't sleep, only rest, businessman, reinvest Lyrically, I molest, spiritually, I'm possessed By Elijah, I'm stronger and wiser From my deductive reasoning, never trust Pfizer If I'm your advisor, vegetables and fruits, ginger soups Sliding in a Porsche Carrera, grey coupe It's the fastest, soon as I hit the gas, it's Zero to a hundred all through Calabasas Spirit of Cassius bloomed into Mohammed Always gotta crack a few eggs to make a omelet Hit the earth like a comet, to be totally honest My soul Godly aura make non-believers vomit, they can't stomach I'm so blessed, envy my success Never mind the fact my new Louis V vest My fashion impressed, the followers, Hennessy swallowers Real dollar for dollar-ers, bullet-tip hollow-ers, La [Chorus: Rakim] Here come Ra to swing the pendulum Gun bars ring ears and put the the fear of death in 'em Once law, empires fall, shook like the Nephilim Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in Rappin' with the banger, shell scare, Hell flair Spit and still glare 'til the innocent smell fear This is Hell here (Rappers are in danger) Ayo, Canibus, you ready? Hell yeah [Verse 3: Canibus] Demons get steel on the ground, robot heels ain't gotta be 'round Achilles get slashed in half by the sound Arkansas National Guard hard, the jar open, it's gone My squad fast rope over the farm Seen him hiding in the foliage, gold price crashing on forex He crashed out in a Corvette Dr. Strange in a levitating bullet train Locked in chains, free-range chickens with yolk stains laying rotten eggs Filthy fowls with feathers bathed in acid rain With collapsed veins, Neuralink wires hanging out of my brain Like braids on charter jet planes tryna get away from the Interpol raids From hooking up back in the day on Backpage From the cradle to the stage, hit The Hague To the cage, to the grave, I don't wanna play somebody's sick games So I remain persona non grata to my gristle, bone Grave's been exhumed over false property claims Skeletal remains decomposing in greasy melanin Dressed in princely robes, frayin', beg your pardon, didn't know you were praying Excuse me to be fair, let's be clear, what are you saying? Doesn't matter, my elevated language is not conveying Look at the paintings, my power to compute due to my cravings My due diligence is slipping a bit due to my aging The mind gap is gaping, the world is reshaping From all the profit taking and the poverty shaming All the name calling and blaming, my AGI is amazing From now on, I do the adjudicating, the truth is worth saving My IG Farben stock options are hyperinflating 'Cause don't nobody work as hard as Jamaicans Either you want it or it's gonna be on you I'm like Sean, don't mix with Sun Tzu, ninja, what you wanna do? Discussions are heavy, the grievance of many The reasons are plenty, centered around disagreements over pennies Of all your enemies, who would you say is more friendly if any? (Uh) I cure the world like Dr. Sebi [Chorus: Rakim] Here come Ra to swing the pendulum Gun bars ring ears and put the the fear of death in 'em Once law, empires fall, shook like the Nephilim Sun God with enough fire to cook the Devil in Rappin' with the banger, shell scare, Hell flair Spit and still glare 'til the innocent smell fear This is Hell here (Rappers are in danger) Yo, Chino XL, you ready? Hell yeah (Yo) [Verse 4: Chino XL] Rakim Allah let the beast loose (Yeah), somebody better call the paramedics I said pair of medics, 'cause you gon' be needing at least two (Yeah) Scribblin' written religion, head-on collision, metal airbags couldn't stop me My word scriptures don't just burn bridges, they collapse 'em like the Francis Scott Key Your favorite coke rapper don't wanna do it with big Chi (Ahem) Clearly you can hear the crack in my voice like I'm going through puberty (Yeah) Since been in plastic cassette tapes, the Puerto Rican bastard superhero without capes I'm the reason why they invented faster rewind buttons in the first place (Yeah) Notebooks for my rhymes are ostrich-sized, get me ostracized I don't care how many hoodies my opp eyes, hope he buys my merch and dies (Ha) The star and the seven, I'm the prosperous weapon that has formed against you You better have Jon Taffer on speed dial to get your bars rescued (It's crazy) Chino XL, but I'm every size when I'm spitting A small medium at large like a midget psychic that just escaped outta prison (Fuck outta here) Westbound with the alphanumeric, crowds in and out of America wanna call the cleric You just inherited derelict genetics out of generic Adobo spice, you can inherit, you imbecile (Yeah), you're running out of time in a tomb with turmeric Admit it, don't be discouraged, you pathetic idiot, you are consumed with Derek (Oh) I'm clapping at you like Tibetan rituals, driving out the evil I'm prime and regal, I'm lethal, don't let the IQ deceive you The haiku is brutal, sharper than the tip of a heroin needle I'm leaving you bleeding (What), and leaning fetal, you ain't half of half of Chino I'm putting that on everything like red and green Tapatio (It's crazy) Even if the record skips, I'm the sickest heretic born in darkness It's a rare shift, mind readers go insane around Chino when using their gifts And apparently my therapist needed to be airlifted, I'm a perilous parent-less, fighting effortless I'll more than barely beat a bear to death effortless with my bare fist I'm bearin' gifts that are dreadful If there was a button that wiped out humanity, I'd on purpose accidentally press it like, "What does this do?"