(feat. Bomshot , Shabazz the Disciple)



[Bomshot]

one-two one-two

Yo, check it

Bomshot, yeah, Jus Allah, Shabazz the discple



[Verse 1: Bomshot]

We Recline on thrones

Rap the self-growns[?]resiting poems carved in stone

Unrole the ancient scrolls

Translate the words of Allah, so you can hear them

And thrive down the narrowest path, to be near 'em

I place the seven lamps

Upon the seven miles cause the EARTH to comforth[?] from the North, producin violence

Sacred like a virgin wield in white cloths

The wise are attracted to the light like moths

If all the trees repent and the ocean fills with ink

You still couldn't write the amount of rhymes I think

My words form rivers for vessels to float on, strong enough to hold on

More rhymes than the Qu'Ran

Accurate Arabic, the angel starts to sing

Glory be to the new-born king

Hollow be thou name demons follow a flame

I talk to the dead and continue to heal the lame



[chorus x2: Shabazz the Disciple]

Take a look through the eyes of a disciple

Walk inside of my footprints in the sand understand the lessons of the bible

It's been long suffering since my arrival

Let my life struggle and what I accomplished be the compass for your survival



[Verse 2: Jus Allah]

My name erase everything your brain pretains

The date's the same, nothing but the fates have changed

The strength is drained you feel faint indescribable pain

Like a needle full of paint in your veins

Wishing you hell, get sick, never get well

Knock the motherfuckers out, the sound of a bell

While Allah keeps smoking like an ounce per L

Maybe more, I never keep count to tell

I'm Allah's best, you motherfuckers eat hog flesh

That explains the savage ways and the dog breath

King of all things, big and small

The Islam I control with the motherfucking chips fall



[chorus: Shabazz the Disciple]

Take a look through the eyes of a disciple

Walk inside of my footprints in the sand understand the lessons of the bible

It's been Long suffering since my arrival

Let my life struggle and what I accomplished be the compass for your survival



[Verse 3: Shabazz the disciple]

I'm like the one crucified with the thieves

In this land where men are persecuted for what he believes

So gather away, from the sinking ship, or face the pentaly

Change the way you be thinking man cause y'all ya enemies

Control the population with drugs and deseases

Got my people acting evil strung out with needles waiting for jesus

What's made in the image of god?

Who turns savage is get murdered by the government gang with silverbadges

The mob ??? for Juliani

MC you hang slang your bang bang like punani

Word to old spirits above me

One day y'all motherfuckers gonna pay be cause Allah don't like ugly



[chorus x2: Shabazz the Disciple]

Take a look through the eyes of a disciple

Walk inside of my footprints in the sand understand the lessons of the bible

It's been long suffering since my arrival

Let my life struggle and what I accomplished be the compass for your survival