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GZA]
On a man-made lake, there`s a sheet of thin ice
Where unskilled skaters, *cut* figure-8 twice
*Thats* 16, uncut, direct from the cult
Head on assault, the result, death by the bolt
In a vote, it spoke aboat the average loss commission
That was seen by a king in a prophetic vision
Like a plane crash from a bomb blast
Special broadcast, slot time with *com-cast*
It kept the jury quiet, and now a riot will form
While satanic man, now hang in his dorm
I swing, on you fake, radio personalities
Boost ya ratings, *with* hypes behind casualties
Fire shots, for low-pressure water gun play
Instantly, slap ya *five* like it`s Palm Sunday
I fashion the first tool, from the elements
The earth use, and built it to a complex
Network, of communications, you`re up against a hopeless, situation
I screen every vehicle, through enemy observation
Swarmin unpredictably, we spread terror
Increase the force significantly, change the error
Check my wind pattern, it`s headin west
Success is freedom, failure could mean death
Humans sweat, aim shovels
Dig up the debris and rubbel
Permanent, damage caused by the double-
U, Now who, *cowardlessly* urge you to merge through
And think the workers`ll serve you
*The sonic* marvel, who just dropped the next novel
Worldwide, practically marred in marble
*Theres* accountless, amount of MC`s I saved
And those same niggas wanna squander those gifts I gave
[Chorus: RES sample]
Scratch underneath the surface, where does your purpose lie?
It seems our world is worthless, like we`re pawns beneath the sky
Change the race by reason, and ashes just the wind
The left is so our we`re breathin, keep ourself from givin in
[Killah Priest of Sunz Of Man]
Love and hatred, home is most sacred
Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of oasis
Think back on niggas I ate with, spent the day with
Guns we played with, niggas I relate with
We broke bread, I heard through a vine niggas workin for the Feds
Sent out secretly to take my head
I lay back and meditate to the words they say
Skip town for a *month and grew some dreads*
Had a friend tell my family I was dead
Return at the last fall of the autumn leaves
Operate the plan accordingly, in case the Feds are recordin me
Sign all documents, usin forgery, cuz just *the mere* thought of me
*I`m* like Solomon, spoke bluntly
Told the word I`m black and calmly
Howls from the grave haunt me
The smell of death`s upon me, I dwell in the hills like Gandhi
Been in the presence of mad peasants, and old kings
Who sold everything, on a quest for god`s divine
Slept in caves to get a clear mind
Who prayed 3 times, when the moon lit and *when* the sun rise
I met dwellers in the desert, talked to shepherds
Been in the mouth of many leopards
Felt the death kiss, of Satan`s mistress
Walked *through* vacant districts, for 4 religions, studied Pagan
scriptures
True philosophers and physicians, on a cure missions
Who harden their hearts, to ward the weak, sick and ifflicted
Candles lit, gamble with a bitch
Who made me love her, when I touch her, soft *paws* hide claws
Bees with sweet honey in they mouth
Have bitter stingers at they tail
Walk through the chambers of death, take a hold on to hell
Embracing her was like embracing a *dirt well*
[Chorus]
[Outro: RES sample]
Scratch underneath the surface
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