K.I.N.G.D.O.M.O.G.O.D.

[Hook x2] Ha! Pass the microphone in my direction Cha! Serve them like department of corrections Why? Cause I represent the resurrection Woo! Flowing in that God and man connection [Verse 1: Galaxalag] I bring the weakly, and none of y'all can speak so uniquely Oblique, see? That's how we coming, watch me peak these Red line meters, like we medfly skeeters Causing head fry fever, hope y'all deadline beaters Cause I wouldn't want you reaching the ER too late Caught victim playing chicken streetcar called hate I come straight, and rush the front lines with dub plates Push up the peacemaker, set free for Christ's sake I will shake, and so will all heaven give birth In these last days the kingdom come with earthquakes I'll make dust, and trust my God will break Any preconceived position that you all might take, straight [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Galaxalag] I make tracks that bubble back deep action The hard ones ain't associated with your re-runs You sleep one segment wake up in traction For seasons I packed them full, your series lacks them I wax one record on the level of the Spirit The real know the deal, but the phony ones will fear it I smear it at the top of the charts to get you open The heavy yoke has now been broken So what you smoking on? Can't cope with my scope unfaded Religion was your opiate I hope you translate it As K.I.N.G.D.O.M.O.G.O.D. set free, go deep, straight [Hook x3]