Keith Murray - Follow El Shaddai lyrics

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Keith Murray - Follow El Shaddai lyrics

[Verse 1: Canibus] Kool Herc was the first Hip Hop God on Earth His offspring was cursed, we was treated the worst The Undergods known to catch metaphorical wreck The names of the gods recorded in historical texts The ancient gods or the present gods Every civilization commemorate God, what does it mean to say God? The creator of all, the rock of my Gibraltar Bring your lyrics to the alter, the druids offered us holy fluid water The Inuit indians, take us through the pa**age to Agartha We engage in battle with Satan's monsters Our fire bow arches have no affect on the heartless Counter their strategy, fall back for reinforcements We both agree our weapons of metal will not be sufficient for offence We need spiritual warriors So who do be absolve then, who is the redeemer of all men These physical walls will exhaust him We fight Shambhala sorcerers with Canaanite consciousness The masters of metallurgy and metamorphosis To be but not to be seen, they remain anonymous Army of a thousand legs defeated the serpent with a hundred heads After the serpent laid another hundred eggs The gift of reproduction gave him the edge In other words through genetic cloning nothing is dead Yeah, my face tattoo make me look like a space raccoon Or a giant moon based baboon I got a viper kick, made out of viper spit Midaz touch tiger grip, pirates in a gun fighter ship Keep running your mouth n***a, I'ma strike you in the lip With an icepick, then throw you off an icicle cliff The words of the Undergod El Gabor, come sit with me y'all Let's talk through the iPad Ouija board Lyrically Noir, you ain't f**ing with the Undergods 'In Gods We Trust', crush ya synagogues to dust [Chorus: Canibus] This the Undergod's El Gabor bars, comes sit with us Lord Let's talk through the iPad Ouija board Lyrically Noirnorst, Crush Microphones to Dust This the Undergod's El Gabor bars, comes sit with us Lord Let's talk through the iPad Ouija board Lyrically nor, you ain't f**ing with the Undergods In Gods We Trust, Crush Microphones to Dust