Arabah

Heaven sent, Heaven sent Heaven Razah Heaven sent, Heaven sent Death one of the professional Heaven sent, Heaven sent [Hell Razah] I've been flossin' since the age of seven Like it's an old cassette session Watch my pops blast Ottis Redding I hear 'em talk about Armageddon On Earth as it is in Heaven I've been a weapon since I turned eleven At fifteen knocked for drug possessions Seen the older Gods quoting lessons And for protection, wore bulletproof vests for their coke investments At sixteen seen the worst things At seventeen had my first King DaShanine birthed my first seed The Earth bleed when I proceed The hearse leaves with my old G's They died quicker then them dope-fiends The more money comes to most schemes So it's diligence and long-sleeves Paranoia from the strong weed Hash rolled and banana leaves I stare through insanity A man bleeds for his family A boy died for his fantasy Black Capone with them ninas and chrome You a semen of clone I make 'em sing like it's Nina Simone Was conceiving a poem In the stomach for his kingdom throne And his name... Chron Smith 1976 I was sent, got a lotta white college and them scholars convinced It's top dollar when I spit If you follow the Prince It's Spielberg when I fill words, hot as suspense I'm Heaven sent Heaven sent, Heaven sent You'know? Sometimes you just gotta vibe with the rhythm Let your wisdom marinate with it Like this... They say I'm deep, I'm a specialist Most definite, I'll have your head spinning around like The Exorcist I battle presidents and leave 'em in a deficit For all the peasants that was treated as a predicate I was relevant, '76 Heaven sent Heaven sent, Heaven sent I can hear the lost crying souls See flying roads, eternal love off iron rose True kings wear lion's robe Interpret Hebrew on papyrus scrolls It's like the words start glittering Can you picture it? It sounds innocent, damn but so militant The vibe of the beat and the Ra should be intimate I strolled down memory lane in many rippleten You too limited based upon your ignorance Son I'm unlimited mines is more infinite You gotta sit back and vision it Where opportunity knocks, my community is picking the locks Dred Scott with a millennium bop We ain't feeling the cops Get off the strip son, you building or not? They got satellite Google Earth filming the spot I use my pen to publish the gospel of Mark 13 and 10 Before the world end, to the grown minds of young men I'm like Daniel in the Lions' Den Hell or Heaven is just my environment The body is weak but the spirit is strong The truth is deep, but you can't hear it too long The body is weak but the spirit is strong The truth is deep, but you can't hear it too long I'm Heaven sent Heaven sent, Heaven sent Yeah, now you understand the definition Heaven Razah Heaven sent, Heaven sent Arabah Kno'm'sain? Ain't no telling where my mind gon' be