Street Parables Feat. Lord Jam

Shabazz the Disciple

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Raise the gates! Coming down with that Red Hook revelations Blue smiles, Black Jesus Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism Casting out these devils living in this ghetto prison Where heavy metal and ammunition conditions are unbearable You're listening to street parables Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism Casting out these devils living in this ghetto prison Where heavy metal and ammunition conditions are unbearable You're listening to street parables In 97 A.D., through the economy, we living 22 Deuteronomy Submitting to robbery, Buddha and Sodomy Playing a game of street poker with a royal flush A heart of lust, smoke inhalation from the burning bush Ghetto Jerusalem, the streets paved with gold But what profit a man if he should lose his own soul Hustling with jewelry like Solomon In the crystal city eluding the angel On the pale horse with hell following Sipping wine from a golden cup that runneth over Inscribing ghetto scriptures and inspired by Jehovah Yet oh I walk through the valley sober Bearing witness to the seven plagues, standing in the pit of cobras Many disciples in my brigade who prayed Laid with jade, the hardest womb bears a plague Isaiah 3:16, drowning in the Heron river Judas a hitman for thirty pieces of silver The ghetto's the Bible for the people of the spirit Interpret the parables, he who has ears, let him hear it The ghetto's the Bible for the people of the spirit Interpret the parables, he who has ears, let him hear it Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism Casting out these devils living in this ghetto prison Where heavy metal and ammunition conditions are unbearable You're listening to street parables Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism Casting out these devils living in this ghetto prison Where heavy metal and ammunition conditions are unbearable You're listening to street parables Forever violent, be a hunted by Pontius Pilate Confronted by the Romans, when I'm blunted I see bad omens Gifts contain within the Trojan Horse, we following the chosen course Colossians 1:17, believe in one you never seen I be the true and living supreme, trapped in this prison of fiends What's written in the book of Philippines, prophesied by Ibrahim Black Jesus of Nazarene, get ready for the second coming Caesar's issuing a summons for my arrest Convict me of lesser charges, sit me in the devil's nest Persecution of the Gods, we never rest A never ending battle, against the Pagans, who idolize the golden cattle We been forsaken with lies but now we making some strides Way past Ecclesiastes, me and the God Shabazz B In the lab G, building on math, scientifically Watching them die in their iniquity Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism Casting out these devils living in this ghetto prison Where heavy metal and ammunition conditions are unbearable You're listening to street parables Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism Casting out these devils living in this ghetto prison Where heavy metal and ammunition conditions are unbearable You're listening to street parables I get high off the Most High, give masses a contact Smoke herbs in Bible paper, keep the cap on your cognac I sip a fifth of juice in Genesis, smoke a spliff of Exodus Then sniff a kilo of Leviticus Run in the spot of Numbers and Buddha due to economy Cry through the poverty, shoot up Adama, Deuteronomy Scramble with Joshua, ghetto apostles, packing the pistols Somewhat unsettled by their nostrils during the plague of crystal I stood before many judges in the courtroom They hold black grudges and used bails to extort you Parole like Barabbas, ice the finest fabrics Ruthless thieves in the night who steal six days a week Then rest upon the Sabbath I drop a jewel like 1st and 2nd Samuel King stalking through hell destined for treasures, I'mma do well My ghetto chronicles are visual and mathematical Emphatical when I speak in street parables Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism Casting out these devils living in this ghetto prison Where heavy metal and ammunition conditions are unbearable You're listening to street parables Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism Casting out these devils living in this ghetto prison Where heavy metal and ammunition conditions are unbearable You're listening to street parables Black Jesus on the tracks Gods dropping actual facts Co-defendants on the throne Blessed freestyle, they hold they own Yeah, uh 7G Gods work Peace to the Gods and Earths