Famous (Uganda) - Last Scribe lyrics

[Intro] Yeah This is the Arch Nemesis Yeah yeah Bringing you the holy sh** Holy sh**! Yeah aah Yeah [Verse One] Let the magic begin, abracadabra I'm in Elite scribe on the mic, I brought you the genesis Across Africa and the universe you're livin in I'm the father, the son, ma spirit's within Illuminate all your tribes, like the moon at night Gravitate all the scribes, the lyric I write In hieroglyphics, I make the sages delight If you're looking for the light, yeah you listen alright I wrote the word that you read, the word that you speak With an intellect only the gods can elect You'll see the real effect when you do reflect Or perform the old rituals of the high elect Assimilate everything that I say in a way And make angels and demons get out the way This is the only way you can master the way And become the true creator of all today We are the true queens, philosopher kings If Socrates was alive I would be king But now I just oracle on these divine things Questioning all the gods and probing everything I'm the Arch Nemesis, the one with the hammer The dangerous emcee, the one with the grammar If you're listening to pop I give you no drama I'm the one that created Hip Hop with no armor [Hook x 2] Open up any bible, and ask your God: Who were the holy scribes that wrote the books? (There's only one scribe that's left alive Arch Nemesis, the scribe you can't describe.) [Verse Two] In many forms than all your professors recall I write things that are deeper than all the gospels Then I grab microphones and teach it all From the gardens of Eden, I reverse the fall You can not stay the same, ma words are like flames Causing fires in your intellectual frames All the sh** that you read is not the same I read to you from the books you can not erase Eternal scriptures like the position of stars Or the scars on the moon and the planet Mars I read the sky and the oceans, the rocks and man All ma wisdom is eternal like Aiwas I write all ma deep rituals in spiritual form All your pastors and preachers can not perform Even catholic priests can not conform Only the initiated can master the form From the days of the pharaohs I wrote the law I'm the instrument of God, the hand of God Arch Nemesis, the eternal judge and all If you're listening to me, ye, that's your call Hip Hop is the craft of lyrical scribes From the stone ages we wrote the pages Teaching all ages, we poetic sages Arch Nemesis, I'm the last one of the age [Hook x 2] Open up any bible, and ask your God: Who were the holy scribes that wrote the books? (There's only one scribe that's left alive Arch Nemesis, the scribe you can't describe.) [Verse Three] Behold, I'm the one closing the chapter The last master before the coming of the rapture The greatest common factor, no other scribes after I'm the underground radioactive reactor Unborn from the afterlife, I was born With ma three books, and one microphone I was given the key to open the dome Unleash all the dragons, recover the horn Across centuries and penitentiaries I was studying alone in the libraries Developing mathematics and philosophy Creating the chemistry from alchemistry While you motherf**ers were just sleeping at home We were studying all the mysteries of God Understanding the forms, creating the laws We wrote the bibles, that you love to read from We are the holy scribes you can not divide A federation of tribes you can not describe You can only subscribe and we give you the guide If you were born to write, you could be a Nu Scribe Pick up your pens and make the world repent Start writing and tracking every event Read about the universe in every extent Then soon you'll become the last Nu Scribes [Hook x 2] Open up any bible, and ask your God: Who were the holy scribes that wrote the books? (There's only one scribe that's left alive Arch Nemesis, the scribe you can't describe.) [Outro] Those of you Who can still read the books- Being inspired or just seeking the truth You must start to really ask yourselves; Who were these ancient scribes? And who are the Nu Scribes? (Who are the Nu Scribes?)