Anno Domini Beats - Kamalah lyrics

[Chief Kamachi] Dark path I folla' Ritual of Kamalah The same scholar Candle still burning the squalor Divine styler Ruby Ankhs hang from the collar Burning bush, Hindu kush The smell of masala Growler, two a**a**ins Karim & Attala In the Mosque giving gun da'wah Steel Umbrella, stroll thru a sun shower It's the hell on Earth hour You know this power Spliff full of lotus flower Do it to d**h Africa to Okinawa Master builders, 720 the focus hours Math precise, the storm that broke towers I'll be here for 400 years like the Sufi Bawa Muhaiya, it's the life of the Mic Messiah Street friar, half Jesus, half Richard Pryor Bloody beef is what the teeth of a Pit desire Take 'em back to the strip with a clip to fire (HooK) 2x Yeah.... Kamalah, rap scholar Around the globe, you still hearing my name Kamalah See the seven crosses dangle from my herringbone chain [Chief Kamachi] Yeah... yeah... I still spit street Kabbalah Tryna reach Kavala Holes in the dirt The Earth needs souls to swallow Scope and prowlers Lion paws, choke koalas Hustlers holla Spiritual dope and dollars Mala, whiskey sour Beans and maca with my Queen Front row Egyptian opera Kool G Shocker Pimp smack all your chakras Holy rockers, Hindu pop-n-lockers Body droppers, bang out tanks and choppers Kingston flow might bring shanks and rastas Black Italian, J. Gotti place a poster Rap imposter, Dynamite pack they casas Are you the next musical Hoffa? Blood spilled dark red just like Cherokee Jaffa Nothing to it, Kamachi just do it to prosper Team d**h, take ya starting spot on the roster Ha ha ha......... (HooK) 2x [Chief Kamachi] Yeah... yeah... I am terror The crooked angel stand nearer Kamachi rap Yeshua Ben Pandira You take a bell from the glam era Blind mohawk, skinny jean Rogan in your man mirror Body is in the Holy Land You can be a sand sharer I am a mercenery Understand the plan clearer Tool bearer Old head, mystical j**el wearer True y'all, meditate in back of a poolhall Eye drops for cyclops sipping in screwball Billie Jean tied up in back of a U-Haul Hundred grand, religious scam right outta Utah Don't poke, scripture that they sniffing is too raw One hit, absorb it all, ready to orbit off Nuclear rap, Russian track, Mikhail Gorbachev Go to hell, bought a blanket, hope the floor is soft Pitchfork, red G-string on the who*e to tossed (HooK) 2x (Outro) Yeah, Kamalah Yeah, Section-8 Egyptian Mic Messiah Chief Kamachi Y'all know what it is JuJu Mob Yeah Clock of Destiny C'mon