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Woven Hand - Xodus lyrics
[Professor X]
 Come one, come all. We have the elixir that cures all that ails you
 Traveling the four corners of the road. Straight from the well, as it
 Pointed the hill the remnant to your hell(?). Come, Yahweh! Come
 Joshua! Come, David! Confrontation with the soul has come!
 [Brother J]
 In the ways of God!
 Xodus, feel the vibes of the wrath of God!
 Spoke the biological are God, one
 Systematic terror, that's forever
 Big Lord shredder, legendary weed getter
 The dark president, the dark sun resident
 Will give more reason to impeach a president
 And all the puppets in the other square lay
 Supporting three Ks and Amerikkka can wait
 So now a brother bears fruits and herbs
 Cause apples pie's toxic, it slurs my words
 And how could I reach a Black nation?
 The vibration, sensations, like that!
 Is that a combat? And either pimp slap?
 There's other missionaries who would have me off track
 But heed is a lead is a positive sin
 And you can't you can't stop me, so let's stop your grin
 So prepare your mind like a [sic] A to the M
 From the Genesis to the Revelations and
 Here comes the kick of the Xodus riff
 It goes a little something like this, check it out:
 1-2-3 and a 3-2-1
 Here comes the rhythm of the warrior's dun
 Shut out the mind to the God Te-Hun
 As we begin with the warrior's flex
 Yeah!
 Fee to the Fi and Fo to the Fum!
 I smell the game of four wicked mortal men
 Try to play my mind, try to play me humdrum
 But now it gets dumb, and here comes the sum
 More and more and more, and this loud cry, Free?
 Siggy-siggy glance and the
 Now my attitude is worse than an AK
 Clip never stopping when it's time to kick or spray!
 I jiggy-jiggy-jiggy-judge a brother won't budge
 Now kick it to the middle, cause that's how you get 'em
 Now, God, now what's a brother do?
 I try to keep my patience, but now I'm out the truth
 One-Zero, now I crew shoed
 Bad attitude cause I have enough foodWoven Hand - Xodus - http://motolyrics.com/woven-hand/xodus-lyrics.html
 Next days, they try to condemn me
 But, yo, I'd just be me as it remains it will be
 Friggy way these verbs stick the whole nine
 Part of the thighs of the cosmic child
 Got your clean cut American
 Strictly African, my look is terrorism
 What's the seravist, don't call me Communist!
 I'm just a bro'!
 Not New Jack or Joe
 And Freedom or Death, this means I'm going for broke
 It means my life is my death
 My attitude should reflect
 I met a dude, the cosmic god
 All father respect
 [Professor X]
 The Xodus! Come forward, young black. What ails you? You say the
 Value in your system rejects to feeling outrage? Take a sip. Ah! Feel
 The surge. The red! The black! The green! Through your veins to your
 Heart, come stomp with me!
 [Brother J]
 Back from the peak of Heaven, the depths of Hell
 If you feel voodoo, and here's my spell
 To teach my people, and, Yes, rock well
 And very, very black
 I hear some niggas talking 'bout they'll paint the White House black
 I'd blow the sucker up and pressure on the attack
 And Frontline, you'll find, the government swine
 Find themselves caught up in a bind
 But when will you figure
 A vibe in a vigour
 A pro-Black nigga, Black nigga, Black nigga!
 Or would you ask me if I'm a humanist?
 Or down with Swiss Miss or anyone from the abyss?
 We're down to the core
 I can't take it no more!
 With no legend or
 Almost prove law
 With no funny moves for the earthly residents
 Cause Dark Sun Riders were firmly handling
 So, on to the school of common sense
 In God we trust, the Xodus
 [Professor X]
 Come diddy-dum. To the flag: the red the black and the green! Ah!
 Alafia (?) and do good. Tu-tah and mallah (?), da-da. Peace!









