featuring 7th Ambassador



And that's my word... that's my word



Chorus:



If you're blind to the wicked ways

The devil plays mad tricks on your mind (check it out)

If you're blind of the wicked ways (yeah check it out)

The devil plays mad tricks on your mind (yo)



Verse One: Killah Priest



The President just ordered the Navy to hit the borders of Haiti

Slaughter babies from the waters of Euphrates

Maybe they sent germ that's polluted our sperm

And made us live uncircumcised in the serpent eyes

And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies

But in the halls of Pharoah the walls are narrow

And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom

This be the dance of the graveyard

So do the spank with the dead zombie

Here comes the tanks of a Red Army

The real Jew is you, Jeremiah fourteen and two

Enforced by the Hebrew

Ya hovered by the eagle, America is evil

Let no man deceive you, beat you, or mistreat you

The tribe of Edem, stole your freedom

And Edem means redneck

I'm throwin bullets in my Tec

Nah, I'm goin out like Joshua

With a pen, an army, and an apocalypse



Chorus:



If you're blind to the wicked ways

The devil plays mad tricks on your mind

If you're blind to the wicked ways

The devil plays mad tricks on your mind



Verse Two: Hell Razah



I remember

The six doctors, that wanted to take my brain into a labratory

Destroy me, since birth

My baby talk was psychic thoughts

Flashbacks, all the past blacks trapped in the present

Killin for dead presidents, where every ghetto residence

is evidence, and the future, there will never be none

If we don't be-come, unity

Or get them devil made guns, and leave them demons bleedings

Give em BACK with tons of speeding bullets

Fuck your tech-nology, it's trick-knowledgy

Tellin lies to my vision, I was given, enough time

To master, the criminology

And Mr. Pastor, teachin demonology

Words of dope knowledge, I demolish

Evil men, with an easy win

When my thoughts are spaced out, come down to EARTH

The devil crawls, cuz he's only, jealous

And a victim of the unholy ghost



Chorus:



If you're blind to the wicked ways

The devil plays mad tricks on your mind (mind)

If you're blind to the wicked ways

The devil plays mad tricks on your mind



Verse Three: 7th Ambassador



He listens to the cries in the distance

of the next victim, wishin, that he had some assistance

And right before his eyes it appeared

Beware when the shadow caster, demon master's in the near

He blocked the true light from your sight

And transformed your brightest days, into your darkest nights

I had your blind man praisin the grave

Cause he feel the cross, that lays in the dirt

And think he's in the church, not even aware

That death is near, and he's one step from his grave

A naive mental slave if he had, his third eye sparked

He mighta been scopin

Them demons that be lurkin in the dark

Always keep your glowin eye open

By knowin who your enemies be

I can see you but you can't see me

Escape from your chains like, Great Houdini

And dissapear, like a majestic genie, in midair

Vanish, that's my advantage

And then I transform to a hurricane storm

And rain holy water, for seven days

And seven nights, the chosen ones spark the light

Of the Sun, that's killin off villains by the ton

Sealin all the doors to the Hells, correct spells

That were cast on my peeps that were weak

Made to keep, my peeps in a deep sleep



Verse Four: 60 Sec. Assassin



Behold! The angels out the heaven

Who professes a whole new rap, session reposessin the gossip

back so black, better hand over your act, or trapped, to

Seven fifty three, who have received the law

By the dispositions of angels, and have not, kept it

Transgressed it, better burn your testaments

Ain't nothing changed niggaz is gettin arrested

Beat down like wrestling

On the count, of false impression, indiscretion

Advise em all with the glimpse, of a third eye

The silent sleep, and wicked

I work you niggaz out like physics, I blast out from the heart

of Brooklyn, like an arrow, just stick to my point

It's narrow, I shoot niggaz back, into the time

like Pharoah, I smoke up on your brain, leave it

burnt as Sahara, that leaves desert, with a rock storm

Leavin niggaz buried and puttin them at Lou's lawn

Headquarters, of the Zoo, what part, wasn't reviewed

Or didn't you understand

I'm drillin niggaz back under the surface of the land



Outro: Killah Priest



Show the righteous man, stand in great lonliness

Before the face, of such that have afflicted him

And may no account of his labels

For they see it, they shall be troubled with terrible fear

And shall, be amazed at the strangeness of his salvation

So far beyond all they were lookin for