Jim Kelly - Chief Kamachi

Jim Kelly - Chief Kamachi

Альбом
The Concrete Gospel
Год
2006
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
209550

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Jim Kelly

Chief Kamachi

Yo, Kamachi, yo

I get all in the zone, they worshippin' fall of the throne

Kamachi wicked life the walls with the ever soul of Ramone

Hustler, energy, tone, make my remedies known

In the lab for a lifetime tryna get my ministry cloned

Callin' African tone, just minus the bongos

My voice and the beat is such an immaculate combo

Don’t let ya skin touch the teeth of this poisonous Mamba

To make music for U.S. ghettos and kids in the Congo

The King of the Ahmose, artillery gun sambo’s

Play the 'Death Choir', halo tilted in my heavenly condo

What can you say but he’s a warrior

(Yeah, Messiah back now comin' for that crack crown)

What can you say but he’s a warrior

(The sun still shinin' but God will neva back down)

I don’t care if ya barrels is blown

The magical Pharaoh is home

Kamachi crossed the water and sang the same carols in Rome

Kangols and Heron bones don’t mean you from that era holmes

I break-dance in heavens home

Drop-kick a Reverend’s dome

There’s 12-Disciples, my murder’s made of 11 Rome

Don’t know my rep as a killer

Millions in shekels of silver

Pimp stroll thru Israel

Flossin' my necklace is realer

See my name in hieroglyphics

Get tossed from the pillars

Yeah I’m itchy to pull it

And baptise 'em wit bullets

Give 'em 20 watts and they think that my light is the fullest

What can you say but he’s a warrior

(Yeah, Messiah back now comin' for that crack crown)

What can you say but he’s a warrior

(The sun still shinin' but God will neva back down)

Yo I fathered the game, Underworld honor my name

Kamachi got 'em shook like ten Arabs on wobblin' planes

The jungle smoke, residue from a tropical strain

Specialists examine my cells to see what’s inside of my brain

Slang dope -- DMC, pay them full wit a lotta chains

Pop-lock in acid rain, polonium caskets claimed

Humble my self, help you get you some faster fame

Pay for his funeral and do a show in the bastards name

What can you say but he’s a warrior

(Yeah, Messiah back now comin' for that crack crown)

What can you say but he’s a warrior

(The sun still shinin' but God will neva back down)

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