Leftfield Beats - Holy1Kenobi lyrics

Word to the wise Word to the wise men Word the highs Word to the heisman Word to the wise Word to the wise men Word the highs Word to the heisman Toss the rock Pa** the commandments I'm open, in motion Pa** to the panderin' panhandlin' pamperin' pope and See if he catch it, or drop it, let's test his devotion See if he preach it or just believe it, or drink the potion Word to the wise, 4th and ten, ten commandments, it's a Shame it's chiseled in rock, cuz he painted the picture And we interpreted, made a book, called it scripture But we ain't seen him since, it's a shame but that's the situ-ation We ain't seen him since the days when, snakes talked too I'll be sitting here with patience, waitin, knees shakin like a f**ing Haitian Eyes squint tight in the sunlight, asian, till the sun vacation I'll be sittin waitin, for the day that he come back and f**in' say somethin' 'till the day he come and say somethin', 'till the day he come and say somethin' Im back whats the occasion, change the f**ing station I'm slackin on my day job, this my occupation This the job you wanted but you lack the dedication The puns alliterations, probably picked a payment Plan that fit your patience, Me I want the bacon Me I want the ribs, tips, trim, and my cake and Ain't nobody stoppin me until my statements pay rent Until I f**in pay rent, pay my parents e'rry cent Till I get this fire going With this flint stone This my bedrock Got em headlock Red dot, head shot, head shop Swinging like a hindu mace windu f**ed from the start, motherf**er, talkin' wedlock Word to the wise Word to the wise men Word the highs Word to the heisman Word to the wise Word to the wise men Word the highs Word to the heisman No I don't understand how I feel Now I'm not really sure what I think No I'm not really sure what's the deal No, my brains 'boutta sprain, in the pink 'Trynaunderstand the words on the seal How he gone trust you over everything No I've never never seen your face, never seen you in my prayers Never seen a trace, when I need you most, never seen you in my place Never seen you at my place, never seen you face to face, never faced your f**ing grace, and never heard ya f**ing say, anything these s**ers pray, anything these truckers hate, a word about these f**ing gays, and now I'm ‘sposed to f**in stay, chill brah, lingerie, f** that, imma say, anything I wanna say, f** ya holy spirits every time I hear it get choleric, just wanna say f** ya psalms and ya lyrics, homie namaste Seriously homie, namaste No, you know what, f** namaste f** namaste, anything that has any religious or spiritual connotation Just, just, read a book, read a textbook, a science or math textbook Your world will be a better place, I, I f**in' promise it It will improve dramatically in ways you can not measure, unquantifiable ways It, it's just, oh sh**, I'm out of track, bye y'all