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[Intro:] Yeah, Chief Kamachi Young Dulla [Hook: x2] When the stars look dull in the sky it mean danger Kamachi - the 24th Elder in the chamber The 25th ain't my birthday in the manger It's real magic, y'all confused by entertainers [Chief Kamachi:] I chased the platinum worm in the Gardens apple Make the stain glass crackle in the Sistine Chapel Real gold from Africa, my wrist gleam natural My future's seen from the micro and the macro Project tarot deck kept in the satchel Graduation hat with blood on the tassel Mathmagician, of course it's me Hold diplomas and degrees in word sorcery I'm a rider the alma mater of the Panther reciter You get blessed, left holy like the shirt of Shara Is you crazy bringin' pork to the Ka'ba? I'm the Black barber, little soy milk and cassava You worship idols? I'm takin' turfs and titles Seen the soul leave why even search for vitals Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high Letras de cancionesMakin' classic y'all [Hook x2] [Chief Kamachi:] I stand before the Lord with weed smoke in my robe This is the story of Kamachi not the story of Job My Shaka Zulu portraits hang in the fortress While you sweet pretty boys stroll thru the orchards The group called 'The Deadly Roses' Make all ya queens cross the Red Sea for Moses It's my life but never chose this The killings is chillin' to see me in warrior pose's Young thug in a hoopty with blood on my kufi I ain't nervous the Secret Service attemptin' to shoot me Plus they made it illegal for producers to loop me Cause I'm brown and hold it down like the arms of Tookie Exotic bombs and Uzi's, Charles from Sufi's I ain't stressed, tryna stay calm from Lucy's Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high Makin' classic y'all [Hook x2] [Chief Kamachi:] My people at the top of the steeple is where I'm at again I'm still street but deep like the basement in the Vatican But I ain't search for the Holy Grail Take a Bible from a hotel after blowin' a whole L I could see how and why Judas was so jailed Y'all haters is personifyin' the whole tale Yeah, it's the Black Jezuz with the gold grill Pay the fool in shackles instead of a cold meal Nuns throw me ones, screamin' 'He's so I'll' Kamachi so full of promise Do a show horse & buggy full of the Amish Anywhere in any sphere my vocals astonish Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high Makin' classic y'all Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high Makin' classic y'all [Hook x2] From Letras Mania