Kool A.D. - Fatwa lyrics

Yes yo and you don't stop Ha real hip-hop and you don't stop Yo, f** the police ha Praise Jah, Allah I put the fatwa on all of your fake rappers A lot of y'all never saw d** and is fake trappers ha But really though legalize d** Take back the blackman enslaved by the prison system Man, it's plain as day - sh** ain't right You drink the pain away, smoke the pain away f** the pain away Walk through the west side 'oast ghosttown f** the chain away, I mean tuck the chain away Or either way either or [Hunters Point p hill fruitvile ESO] stand up Life is just a series of electric signals f** the world grab 'em by their pig tails The [sithfrile] demons relinquish their crippled claws eventually Ha, Babylon fall, dog its meant to be Love joy hope faith peace less reality Everything is everything Understand the earth in its wild true energy Grow up, visually blow up Spitting like the [?] two color throw up Boys like [Dylone] picture up [the nylone] ...what? picture of... I mean picture of [the nylon] thats whats up Aait yo look at all the beautiful music that I style on Styles on top of the mars roof with the tiles on it Your boy at ema style so incredible sincretical heavenly Man look this is the ill reality transcender the spoon bender The soul cinema replicates itself within the mind The light war, the healing procesees, the various conflicting prophesies I speak with no notion to convince you of anything All of your knowledge is subjectively true and I'm you anyway If you're not thinking what I'm thinking you will one day or maybe you already did? Everybody knowledge is in constant flux, everybody wisdom grows their knowledge to an understanding Over-stand that culture of freedom is for fall magnanimus Men is only existent via networks of power But who cares refine your mind to a new elevation equality Thats the true relegation the god style - build and destroy Worlds born and the cypher complete See the mathematics refracting the prism right The prismatic prison light, abolish all prisons, right? You, the vision high, priestesses, swinging their little incenses The nature of existence is smoke,understand we live in the worlds untouched by Our own notions of mystery, all of that resides in peripheries Barely understood but felt A lot of y'all cats hella soft like filth Ima boss like Nelson Mandela f** the part time - art life, like I said before I'll say it again, f** it No thing under the sun is any different from the infinite flux your boy giving a f**