24th Elder Lyrics
| Song | 24th Elder |
| Artist | Chief Kamachi |
| Album | The Concrete Gospel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yeah, Chief Kamachi | |
| Young Dulla | |
| 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 | |
| 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 wit blood on the tassel | |
| Mathmagician, of course it's me | |
| Hold diplomas and degrees in word sorcery | |
| I'ma 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 | |
| Makin' classic y'all | |
| 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 | |
| I stand before the Lord wit 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 wit 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 | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 wit the gold grill | |
| Pay the fool in shackles instead of a cold meal | |
| Nuns throw me ones, screamin' 'He's so ill' | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
| zuo qu : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yeah, Chief Kamachi | |
| Young Dulla | |
| 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 | |
| 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 wit blood on the tassel | |
| Mathmagician, of course it' s me | |
| Hold diplomas and degrees in word sorcery | |
| I' ma 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 | |
| Makin' classic y' all | |
| 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 | |
| I stand before the Lord wit 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 wit 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 | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 wit the gold grill | |
| Pay the fool in shackles instead of a cold meal | |
| Nuns throw me ones, screamin' ' He' s so ill' | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
| zuò qǔ : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yeah, Chief Kamachi | |
| Young Dulla | |
| 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 | |
| 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 wit blood on the tassel | |
| Mathmagician, of course it' s me | |
| Hold diplomas and degrees in word sorcery | |
| I' ma 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 | |
| Makin' classic y' all | |
| 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 | |
| I stand before the Lord wit 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 wit 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 | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 wit the gold grill | |
| Pay the fool in shackles instead of a cold meal | |
| Nuns throw me ones, screamin' ' He' s so ill' | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
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