Father Lord - Supernatural lyrics

[Intro: Dragonfly] Hey, y'all know the secret to walking on water, right? Just know where it runs at, that's how you walk on water [Verse 1: Dragonfly] My supernatural chemistry, administry is pain Disa**embles as it trembles like the rings of an astral plane Wooden canes, I pimp with a sophisticated limp Well known, silver hermit from the B.K., Providence Infinite, intelligent style, too immaculate My techniques show, no mercy, on the confident Dominant, my natural, depth is my immunity Bone marrow is steel, to master iron in my arteries Larceny, a part of me strike with no apology Possession of sk** makes me a threat to economy Odyssey, I'm Heavenly, Begga Clan celebrity You die if you try to ever infiltrate my legacy So acknowledge my speech, it's at the peak of perfection Resurrect through your mind to a state of adolescence [Verse 2: Yukon Black] Crane and eel, electrifying flying, healing golden seal Ions from eyes born, for eons, Chi Kung Iron monkey peed on trees, palm Seeds make breeds and n***as freeze MC's Empty force leak your source Across swords, gas and liquefy your a** Warlords and titans clash, castle ten tigers Spit fire like Priest Bai Me, perspire flames like The Phoenix Mental plane collide with Venus on the White Owl's wings Cloud kings reign supreme within the d**h ring Lead bring, the same thing you just seen... Supernatural, supernatural... [Verse 3: Buda Love] Say Abbott won't die, I, immortal through portal sliders Throwing holy flame lighters, when n***a fighters are righter When combinations begin and end, never be seen again n***a, that ruptures your whole universal structure Now what's up? Sun, moon and stars, Buda Love Allah Chief number two, Persian k**er, abadabada From afar, is the legendary box that rocks And blocks, that Shaolin handlocks that pop the shops Bones in half, from the aftermath and staff The blast get that wack foot up out your a** A-tasket, from these basket of poems, throw the ninja eggs Gone with the jack and the blade star sectional Nine rank professional in a dragon boat festival k**ing for the vestibule... vestibule... [Verse 4: Long Axe] Your supernatural body, is connected to the cosmos Come into the crown, it comes down like the cargo Chi Kung transit, poems, let it transmit sh** begins to break five seconds before the hands hit Split, transmission leaves a C on the brick And if you didn't concentrate it wouldn't be on the brick Pugilist within the settle, flesh defeats metal And straw can penetrate any brick in the ghetto Yang rotation, see the solid like clouds My thoughts been unperverted like the thoughts of a child [Verse 5: Father Lord] My tornado's form was born from the womb of a hurricane Kinetic, embedded in both parts of my human brain Strictly shamed to slaughter your talents, you can't explain Set fire to paper, use in the in the Qui Gung phase My hand movements, sh** they call the diety in me That you can't see, cause you can't see, is it the chi? Physically, you lose your eye sight for starring at the star bright You dare sleep, I meditate all night Now all throughout my days I practice my strange ways Of making objects move through a thought or what I say Internal chemist, agile ungravitated gymnast Abnormal fitness, your witness, it take God to live this Gallons of liquor, I swing a fist platinum and spit venom Molecules begin to purify by nerve centers My energy simmers in earthquakes and cause tremors Eruptive force I demonstrate for all beginners [Outro: Father Lord] What? What? Supernatural, supernatural...