I have heard the young men of Judah  They acknowledge me king

As for you  you thought my father's yoke was heavy  wait until you feel mine

You thought my father's taxes too high  Mine will crush you

How dare you speak out against your lawful king

My father chastised you with whips  I shall use scorpions

I am your king

I stand on top of the mountain  I was a born rapper
The house of the Holy Spirit  another long chapter

Untouched glory of God  a strong factor
The nine laws were bound together from salms after
The Smith & Wesson rubber grip made my palm blacker
You're not a MC  pussy  you're a reformed actor
Your whole fam is f**ked up

The chemical wedding of Christ where the gods gather
The weapon of the dead gods was a thorn dagger

Every verse  every surah in the Qu'ran has a
'Nother scripcture  another picture was drawn blacker

Arabize curtis legacy  the storm catcher

The f**king MC you don't wanna perform after

The seventh son of the seventh son of his law passer
Mercy prevail over wrath from Imam ladder
16 bars similar to God's rapture
They tried to stop me at every level and stress me and send me devils
I press 'em like Chevy pedals and shred 'em like heavy metal
Whenever for a minute of the spotlight
Your raps is a gat spitting it ain't shot right
I caught some spitting shots to your brain cell
So you and George Zimmerman can rot in the same hell
Captital cue  stand at odds with the metal ready
And level the playing field with the God of the Serengeti
Keep your enemies close enough to never fall

The victim of a death plot  keep afar and get shot
Decapitated heads drop and fall down a flight of stairs
Like Apocalypto sacrifices  I wrap the stack prices

Like Apple Mac devices  it's real brutal

And got that rock steady seal of approval

I pray to the heavens  he pray to the east
And on the Sunday San Gennaro we parade to the feast  minkya