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Temple of the Mental

Исполнитель: Killah Priest

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[Intro: Killah Priest]<br>Time... come...<br>Wake up... what?... wake up..<br>I can`t get up yet<br>What we have here is the experiment<br>(My eyes, I can`t see)<br>It`s called the 6 million dollar man<br>(I can`t see) He has the speed of a cheetah<br>The site (I can`t see) of a falcon (my arms)<br>Strength (what`s happenin to me) of a hundred guerillas<br>(What`s gonna happen?) Welcome to the new world<br>We gonna give you a name (What is you talkin about?)<br>What should we call him? Let`s come together in one mind<br>What should we call him? We should call him The Electric Man<br>Right, we gon give you a time, to break out<br>Time of life, and then the hunt goes on<br>Ready? Let`s start the clock<br>Electric... Get outta here, I`mma break out, I`mma break out<br><br>[Killah Priest]<br>Outta one came many, Electric Man runnin through the Electric City<br>Ruled and govern by electricity, it`s like a dream<br>Our superiors are pathetic and they show synthetic pity<br>Road blocks are set up by robots, cops to check your code wit a red dot<br>You can hear man plead for his self esteem<br>For the love of God, we all sufferin<br>We fall asleep, they handcuff us in our dreams<br>We wake up and scream, the world explodes if it`s overload, we hug our pillows<br>Heads inbreeded wit barcodes, it begins to burn, slow like charcoal<br>Millions of civilians ride by the carloads<br>They head to the ships of the cargos, they head back to the Congo`s<br>After the bomb goes, ban `fro`s, Beetle brand clothes<br>You wake up in your dreams yellin, silent screams<br>Every time you breath is recorded by scientist teams<br>DNA, mind is demonic survey`s when you speak, they confuse you wit wordplay<br>Claimin Christ never rose on the third day<br>That was a Good Friday, and the day he fell was on a Thursday<br>The undisciplined, the ignorant, the insufficient<br>And the unworthy, screamin for God`s mercy<br>R.L.S. get bloodthirsty, many were persecuted<br>Executed, that have no soluted<br>Family trees were uprooted, anyone found on the streets were obsolete<br>Military killed the unnecessary, cops would cheat<br>Death, grenades, blades, anti matter rays<br>Through age, hurricane tidal waves of slaves<br>Follow the maze through the grave<br>Those who disobey, now obey<br>Somethin satanic invades the planet<br>Panic, the Sun of Man versus the Uncle Sam<br>Line intruder meets the computer, alert ya sharp shooters<br>Send the weapons that where nuclear up to Jupiter<br>New stars, Lucifer, global drag that space this<br>And the racist of the great wisdom of Malcolm X<br>I`m stressed on house arrest<br>New World Order, the slaughter as Solomon and Godorrah<br>Beast rises from the bottom of the water<br>Havin seven heads wit plagues<br>The feds versus the dreads, the reunion of the Soviet Union is ruined<br>Watchin every day like the movie True Men<br>Thugs push off their last minute drugs<br>Marines jump in their submarines and get their machine guns<br>No more sunlight, the final fight<br>Bring forth your pitchforks and your pipes<br>And you shovels, the rebels and the Devils are now leveled<br>Bacteria becomes superior, man becomes inferior<br>And the day of the prophets, so did the little child<br>Lookin through the windows of Spartan<br>The sky fill wit total darkness, the world of total stillness<br>Energy arisin from a local village, no more privilege<br>Men hearts`ll feel this, vocals are silent quiet, do you feel it?<br>Peace and quiet, no more riots, soft like whispers<br>We see men wit gold slippers, read the scrolls of scriptures<br>Garments were angelic, gold robes that were sowed wit velvet<br>Silver helmets, children were silk, drinkin soy milk<br>Laughin and lookin at the world that they built<br>Calm lake, smooth evergreens, new redeem<br>Food for the kings and the queens<br>They all seen shakin the tambourine, shakin all the cymbal<br>They dwell in the Temple of the Mental<br>No more poverty stricken, robbery, guns be clickin<br>Forever burnin in this furnaces of affliction<br>Over dose and drug addiction<br>Thugs who just buy the system, will shut the blood of the victim<br>Sacrilegious, savages trapped in prisons<br>Trynna adapt the wisdom, they sit back and listen<br>To the old timers, the beast out the clotheslines<br>Bullets claim the lives of minors, shoot-outs in front of local spots<br>Even TV`s takin photo shots, we in the third world<br>I`ll give my life before my word fail<br>I`ll give my life before my word fail<br>I`ll give my life before my word fail<br>I`ll give my life before my word fail<br>Terrestrial escape through the east gate<br>Electric types of prones, protons, neutrons<br>Electric soul, electric glow, electric probes<br>Electric lights light up the night<br>Neon, skies, neon site<br>Note the flight, first man, mind and sometimes<br>Resemble Einstein`s now turn into Frankenstein`s<br>What`s yours is mine, I`ll give my life before my word fail<br>I`ll give my life before my word fail<br>I`ll give my life before my word fail<br>I`ll give my life before my word fail

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