Cambatta - Marcus Barvey lyrics

Marcus Barvey Sela**ie I, Amen Ra Batta's God Shalom Shabbat, Jah Alla, Dali Lam poppa Arm and hammer make ya soft body rock Automaton drop a bomb get my Sovereign on I go to sleep inside a cryogenic chamber bed Preserve my flesh so I don't die before I make this bread I'll let dust from the angel spread through my crazy head Then lick the coke off a razor's edge and escape the Feds I doggy paddle in the sea and make a tidal wave I back stroke in a circle and cause a whirlpool My current's strong enough to set off a lightning chain fire rain My blow can derail an iron train I created every woman with my rib bone I'm absorbing radiation with my skin tone I'm just a stream of thought that my skin holds And you are not you you're just him cloned Defying physics like a giant midget My Favorite measurement of time is minutes Cuz all I need is 60 and this world is hours Every relic that you find in kemet I invented I warp space so dark matter I'm trying to bend it If knowledge was good as cash how would you spend it? Africa diaspora I'm dying in it Africa diaspora I'm dying in it Cover mother earth's skin with my genetic make up I lash out but never mess her face up Batta