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Divine Dreams lyrics
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In Oakland Hills. The Owner of the Golden Skill.
Fetch fire out of stone with the stroke of steel-1
Spit fire in the phones and the mic collects it/
once it hits the wire, the words electric-2
Call it Heat. You recognize the properties of Fire.
I shine the light that gave birth to desire-3
and through this, I often sacrifice a rappers life/
the fake get trapped in the studio and tied to the stake!!-4
I'm an elementary element. Eloquent vehiculum of Thee Esteem Elohim-5
I've been invited to the most gracious places/
I've witnessed the greatness of various races-6
I've learned to be evasive of evils that chase us/
Identified by features in the Pharaohs faces-7
son of the creator, cause yes im creative, hold of evil spirits with the tongue of the native-8
The ancient story teller said "Give'm a while!!" I got my legs crossed.. Sitting Indian Style.-8
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on The Hierophant
- 1 Mic Memorial
- 3 Man wit Hustle
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