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    [Chief Kamachi]
    Dark path I folla'
    Ritual of Kamalah
    The same scholar
    Candle still burning the squalor
    Divine styler
    Ruby Ankh hang from the collar
    Burning bush, Hindu kush
    The smell of masala
    Growler, two assassins Karim & Attala
    In the Mosque giving gun da'wah
    Steel Umbrella, stroll thru a sun shower
    It's the hell on Earth hour
    You know His powers
    Spliff from a lotus flower
    Do it till death
    Africa to Okinawa
    Master builders, 720 the focus hours
    Math precise, the storm that broke towers
    I'll be here for 400 years like the Sufi Bawa
    My higher, it's the life of the Mic Messiah
    Street friar, half Jesus, half Richard Pryor
    Bloody beef is what the teeth of a Pit desire
    Take 'em back to the strip with a clip to fire

    (HooK) 2x
    Yeah....
    Kamalah, rap scholar
    Around the globe, you still hearing my name
    Kamalah
    See the seven crosses dangle from my herringbone chain

    [Chief Kamachi]
    Yeah... yeah...
    I still spit street Kabbalah
    Tryna reach Kavala
    Holes in the dirt
    The Earth needs souls to swollow
    Scope and prowlers
    Lion paws, choke koalas
    Hustlers holla
    Spiritual dope and dollars
    Mala, whiskey sour
    Beans and maca with my Queen
    Front row Egyptian opera
    Schwoogie shocker
    Pimp smack all your chakras
    Holy rockers, Hindu pop-n-lock'as
    Body droppers, bang out tanks and choppers
    Kingston flow might bring shanks and rastas
    Black Italian, J. Gotti place a poster
    Rap imposter, Dynamite pack they cost us
    Are you the next musical Hoffa?
    Blood spilled dark red just like Cherokee Jaffa
    Nothing to it, Kamachi just do it to prosper
    Team death, take ya start on a spot on the roster
    Yeah.........

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    (HooK) 2x

    [Chief Kamachi]
    Yeah... yeah... I am terror
    The crooked angel stand nearer
    Kamachi rap Yeshua Ben Pandira
    You take a bell from the Glen Eira
    Blind mohawk, skinny jean Rogan in your man mirror
    Body is in the Holy Land
    You can be a sand shore
    I am a mercenery
    Understand the plan clearer
    Tool bearer
    Old head, mystical jewel wearer
    True y'all, meditate in back of a poolhall
    Eye drop the cyclops sipping in school ball
    Billie Jean tied up in back of a U-Haul
    Hundred grand, religion scam right outta Utah
    Don't poke, scripture that they sniffing is too raw
    One hit, absorb it all, ready to orbit off
    Nuclear rap, Russian track, Mikhail Gorbachev
    Go to hell, bought a blanket, hope the floor is soft
    Pitchfork, red G-string on the whore that's tossed

    (HooK) 2x

    (Outro)
    Yeah, Kamalah
    Yeah, Section-8 Egyptian
    Mic Messiah
    Chief Kamachi
    Y'all know what it is
    JuJu Mob
    Yeah
    Clock of Destiny

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