Mind creation
( Vienna Kamis)
Yo question for you what race were Adam and Eve?
Well what if they were black
I rest my case
For all the races
I ain't a racist
Im proud i can keep up with the paces
I got respect for the colors
But i say yellow and black don't mix
If they ever do that's a fix
DOCTOR! Fix my eyes!
Maybe im blind, that's no suprise
And im perma high!
Cooking up in this kitchen too long
Dealers Relie
I be bitchen kitchen 2 tongs
Only contact is through song

Maybe im in a mix
But I ain't born with a
Six six six
So i ain't going to waste rapping
Sick spits
So we say God created the earth and the heavens
Talking everyone believe this 9 times outta 11
Math was created by God
And that's a fract
So here I'll just pin up my facts with a tack
So all that was shit when we were fighting our human race
Indians, the white man
Even talking bout your tetragreat grandmothers race
But that's only a taste for your mind
Our lives drive on good vibes that we strive to stay alive
Surving from normal genes
But I thought you were downs
Nah you just high living a reality dream
Lord from  Eygept send me the goods
I know you got that DMT peas that got you to the top of your pyramid
Did you find what you need
Did you achieve to suceed
Did you kill slaves and still be apleaded
My habibi you must be one fine ass!
Fine ass you are needed!
Soon you'll be cheated

Bam and future

Going to go work on my figure
Go figure
Figure how you do it
How you got so many minds that you screwed with
And they bow down because your known and tall
Pce eygeptian
I got called up as your replacement move your pass
Yes im in your stall
Im leaping with my hips
Jumpin dodging trips
Just moving forward with my horse and my whip
Going to other tribes
Stealing there vibes
To make there own
This ain't all about the bible shit
Or stealing Christians from their throwns
Or there church
We must believed to be worshiped , nah that's all said and done shit
Go read about another myth
Or a 9/11 fract
Because it's still a fact
I'll go hop back up on my horse
Boy dont even try to take this whip

I got every woman's man on a trip
Put the whip in my hand
A pocket full of grand
Now let me catch another trip
Trippin reversing words and rhymes
Talking muzoltof, living in this one time
This is believed to be gods creations
Since we all were told these words were living our minds through the expectations