Rise Above Emotions

[Intro: Christbearer] Yeah... Christbearer... Christbearer... Christ... Christ... Christbearer, yeah.. Yeah... Christbearer, what, who? Christbearer Yeah, yeah, what, yeah, yeah [Christbearer] The only addict that is in control A Charlie Parker count, Basy Duke and Jellyroll A do or die, or by the higher height flyer Cuz when I flow I set the fucking world on fire Me or the devil gon' get ya If you the true believer in the scripture on this oblong twister We get all evil in the picture Scaring the bejesus outta victim, with the famous hanus mixture Who wanna challenge big Christ to a fight Be the lonely only one on a three dog night The niggas that could tell you how you feel I tell ya'll what's the muthafucking drill while I'm banging with a kill I be the bomb, people know me on a song The Black Godfather, Don Vito Corleone Doing the craziest shit, fresh out the liquor store A million dollar million off a twenty dollar poor Yo, I made something outta nothing Then heard a beat this one got noticed as if my name was David Ruffin To hang heavy off a beat that you rock Drop my Chevy to the levy, when the levy was dropped Splashed the past tease that release the fire And my canibus sativa got the Queen of Cheeba high Sigh, everybody got a crush on that bitch Got plush, then put a little rush on that bitch I went AWOL, conquering the mall like bitch I taught Simon and Peter bout the Paul Christbearer be a world premiere Smoking mumbles in the leer, in the racketeer gear The only man satan in the fresh here Cuz I made 'em one 'em up and get the fuck up outta here [Chorus 2X: Christbearer] When we, are able, to see, beyond the effect to the cause That produce the effect, then we are able to see correct Then no longer our decisions be emotional decisions They are made rational with percision, rise above emotions [Meko the Pharaoh] It's straight danger in the street, and I got heat To beat niggas that make you talk sweet I stay focused while the world's wide open And I rise above emotions, cuz the God's not joking Northstar, baby, put ya hands up And if you feeling me then put ya hands up Cuz everybody needs something to feel I rotate the planet and spit the real Ya'll niggas better put up ya force field Before you get killed, or the devil tried to kill This is people coming straight from the Beach To ignite the weak, and lace the streets Cuz everybody can go a little crazy But crazy can get you killed in the long run Especially for my niggas that be on one It's Northstar til they blow the horn, son Yeah, yeah, Northstar, til they blow the horn, son [Chorus 2X] [Hook 4X: Tone Bone] When we, are able to see, beyond negativity Rise above emotions...