Marmaduke - Invasion lyrics

The Reavers (ft. Hasan Salaam and billy woods) - “Invasion” [Produced by DJ Marmaduke] [Scratches by DJ Emagine] [Verse 1: Hasan Salaam] Yeah Gather your thoughts and take notice. I'm focused Holding the staff of Moses, bringing the plague of locusts Break my opponents down in exponents I wrote this so pissed like Deepak Chopra The smoke's to cope with the fiends and culprits D's want us in the belly like that whale of Jonas It seems so hopeless, so I toast Coronas With my queen and plant seeds when she opens her lotus My shoulders hold the weight of the world like Atlas Pen touch the canvas, so you could catch visions like Saul on the road to Damascus. At last, this To shepherd the greener pastures, I'll unearth the hatchet Watch your back, kid [Verse 2: billy woods] Wipe down the ratchets. Invasion of the mic snatchers Pirate the radio in eyepatches. Land-loving ba*tards walk planks backwards, pour salt In the gashes. Never pour malt in gla**es—strictly sour mashes My verse splashes, tsunami the cords Twisting rain forest. Tyrannosaurus, your arms Too short to slap-box with Horus. Sun shining Spit at the swords, flash like diamonds on Namibian sands He touched the rocks? Chop his hands. Spot cops On the block, drop the grams, flop their plans Artest-pop a fan out the stands. Just to va- -cation with my clan, Rhodesia, buy dollar van In Africa, we patient, fam. "Things Fall Apart" We take the pieces and make art. And, with Sayyid, I took His thesis and made darts. "Shanty Towns,” new Desmond Dekkers, stacks to that mega drawing believers like Mecca. Form like Mecca, Castro lecture [?] bodega [Hook: Samples with DJ Emagine Scratches] “Backwood it up” - Sample from [?] - "[?]" (x2) [Verse 3: Hasan Salaam] Yeah. Yo Perverts run the church. Espionage in the synagogues Truth is camouflaged behind the veils of demagogues Epilogue to the Genesis scarred By blemishes. Are you remnants [?] but sentient? [?]. Strike my nemesis With the wrath of God while I ride the track Like the back of a Pegasus. Emphasis felt from Jersey to Ephesus. Earth is reflecting this Heavenly body on three-fourths of Her surfaces The purpose is clear: exertions of fear Destroying all your false idols like Easter was here Vegetarian—nah, I'll make beef disappear My heart beat with the snare and the verses is like The angel Gabriel appear and beatbox in my ear The future is clear. No fear, I swear To throw the truth out there like Zulu spears Yeah [Hook: Samples with DJ Emagine Scratches] “Backwood it up” - Sample from [?] - "[?]" “Roll with some cheeba” - Sample from [?] - "[?]"