Kamachi Lyrics
| Song | Kamachi |
| Artist | Chief Kamachi |
| Album | The Concrete Gospel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yo, they pray and they pray, the clutch on the title | |
| I use verses from my Bible and murder a rival | |
| Kamachi is tribal | |
| Let's have a séance on the rainforest | |
| Every cycle fell like I'm killin' the same artist | |
| Messiah mind, they think it's a cult | |
| Radios around the globes is fillin' the vault | |
| I put my beard in, ten years killin' the circuit | |
| Speak that Underground language that they can't interpret | |
| Miss a flaw but the movement of the jaws is perfect | |
| Try it here, I'ma pioneer, you fakers worth it | |
| Out the conga, all you hear is bongos and bells | |
| Feet on the death drum, my rhythm catch amice as well | |
| I'm so cool, when I'm wavin' my wand | |
| Make glitter turn to grams now I favor a don | |
| I'ma magician, learn to make money from air | |
| Only time I'm broke, only time I'm sheddin' a tear | |
| It's only one Chief, the rest get beheaded wit spears | |
| It's mystical, like the hand that God touchin' ya ears | |
| You famous and evil, plus you known to the people | |
| I'ma known to buss a lethal, I'm here wit the truth | |
| I come to die that's why I'm puttin' fear in ya troops | |
| I ain't a fag, I stay on Jihad missions | |
| I'ma genius, gave the world mad inventions | |
| Are you confused yet? Listen to my last dimension | |
| I'm the Messiah, you still sayin' old scrolls | |
| Rowdy Saints got an album full of cold souls | |
| Only weak for the Black Madonna wearin' rose gold | |
| The sound of the 'Death Choir' cracked the ozone | |
| Clouds open that mean I'm ready to go home | |
| Chief Kamachi wit that angelic soul tone | |
| I'm from Philly, the murder Cathedral | |
| They screamin' the Black Bishop's in the Vatican need you | |
| But I'ma JuJu man, in the Temple is where they see me | |
| Got the serpent power, who could mess wit my kundalini | |
| I'm the God, the 'Concrete Gospel' enforcer | |
| Ain't an Evangelist alive that could manage the torture | |
| Yeah! So nigga get out the pulpit | |
| Close that black book, you crook talkin' that bullshit, Messiah | |
| K A M A C H I | |
| K A M A C H I | |
| C'mon man stop hoggin' that scription | |
| Lemme get some of that | |
| Yeah, kno'm'mean, what book is that right there? | |
| Yeah that shit got my head spinnin' | |
| Hahahahaha |
| zuo qu : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yo, they pray and they pray, the clutch on the title | |
| I use verses from my Bible and murder a rival | |
| Kamachi is tribal | |
| Let' s have a se ance on the rainforest | |
| Every cycle fell like I' m killin' the same artist | |
| Messiah mind, they think it' s a cult | |
| Radios around the globes is fillin' the vault | |
| I put my beard in, ten years killin' the circuit | |
| Speak that Underground language that they can' t interpret | |
| Miss a flaw but the movement of the jaws is perfect | |
| Try it here, I' ma pioneer, you fakers worth it | |
| Out the conga, all you hear is bongos and bells | |
| Feet on the death drum, my rhythm catch amice as well | |
| I' m so cool, when I' m wavin' my wand | |
| Make glitter turn to grams now I favor a don | |
| I' ma magician, learn to make money from air | |
| Only time I' m broke, only time I' m sheddin' a tear | |
| It' s only one Chief, the rest get beheaded wit spears | |
| It' s mystical, like the hand that God touchin' ya ears | |
| You famous and evil, plus you known to the people | |
| I' ma known to buss a lethal, I' m here wit the truth | |
| I come to die that' s why I' m puttin' fear in ya troops | |
| I ain' t a fag, I stay on Jihad missions | |
| I' ma genius, gave the world mad inventions | |
| Are you confused yet? Listen to my last dimension | |
| I' m the Messiah, you still sayin' old scrolls | |
| Rowdy Saints got an album full of cold souls | |
| Only weak for the Black Madonna wearin' rose gold | |
| The sound of the ' Death Choir' cracked the ozone | |
| Clouds open that mean I' m ready to go home | |
| Chief Kamachi wit that angelic soul tone | |
| I' m from Philly, the murder Cathedral | |
| They screamin' the Black Bishop' s in the Vatican need you | |
| But I' ma JuJu man, in the Temple is where they see me | |
| Got the serpent power, who could mess wit my kundalini | |
| I' m the God, the ' Concrete Gospel' enforcer | |
| Ain' t an Evangelist alive that could manage the torture | |
| Yeah! So nigga get out the pulpit | |
| Close that black book, you crook talkin' that bullshit, Messiah | |
| K A M A C H I | |
| K A M A C H I | |
| C' mon man stop hoggin' that scription | |
| Lemme get some of that | |
| Yeah, kno' m' mean, what book is that right there? | |
| Yeah that shit got my head spinnin' | |
| Hahahahaha |
| zuò qǔ : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yo, they pray and they pray, the clutch on the title | |
| I use verses from my Bible and murder a rival | |
| Kamachi is tribal | |
| Let' s have a sé ance on the rainforest | |
| Every cycle fell like I' m killin' the same artist | |
| Messiah mind, they think it' s a cult | |
| Radios around the globes is fillin' the vault | |
| I put my beard in, ten years killin' the circuit | |
| Speak that Underground language that they can' t interpret | |
| Miss a flaw but the movement of the jaws is perfect | |
| Try it here, I' ma pioneer, you fakers worth it | |
| Out the conga, all you hear is bongos and bells | |
| Feet on the death drum, my rhythm catch amice as well | |
| I' m so cool, when I' m wavin' my wand | |
| Make glitter turn to grams now I favor a don | |
| I' ma magician, learn to make money from air | |
| Only time I' m broke, only time I' m sheddin' a tear | |
| It' s only one Chief, the rest get beheaded wit spears | |
| It' s mystical, like the hand that God touchin' ya ears | |
| You famous and evil, plus you known to the people | |
| I' ma known to buss a lethal, I' m here wit the truth | |
| I come to die that' s why I' m puttin' fear in ya troops | |
| I ain' t a fag, I stay on Jihad missions | |
| I' ma genius, gave the world mad inventions | |
| Are you confused yet? Listen to my last dimension | |
| I' m the Messiah, you still sayin' old scrolls | |
| Rowdy Saints got an album full of cold souls | |
| Only weak for the Black Madonna wearin' rose gold | |
| The sound of the ' Death Choir' cracked the ozone | |
| Clouds open that mean I' m ready to go home | |
| Chief Kamachi wit that angelic soul tone | |
| I' m from Philly, the murder Cathedral | |
| They screamin' the Black Bishop' s in the Vatican need you | |
| But I' ma JuJu man, in the Temple is where they see me | |
| Got the serpent power, who could mess wit my kundalini | |
| I' m the God, the ' Concrete Gospel' enforcer | |
| Ain' t an Evangelist alive that could manage the torture | |
| Yeah! So nigga get out the pulpit | |
| Close that black book, you crook talkin' that bullshit, Messiah | |
| K A M A C H I | |
| K A M A C H I | |
| C' mon man stop hoggin' that scription | |
| Lemme get some of that | |
| Yeah, kno' m' mean, what book is that right there? | |
| Yeah that shit got my head spinnin' | |
| Hahahahaha |
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