(Guru)   Myself lord and master   shall bring disaster to evil factors   demonic chapters shall be captured   by kings   Through the storms of days after   and to the earth from the sun    through triple darkness to blast ya   with a force that cant be compared   to any fire power   for its mind power shared   the brainwave causes vessels to circulate   like constellations reflect at night    off the lake   word to the father and mother earth   seeking everlasting life through this hell   for what its worth   look listen and observe   and watch another sea cycle   pullin my peeps to the curb   heed the words   its like ghetto style proverbs   the righteous man sacrifice   to get what they deserve   cannot afford to be confined to a cell   brainwaves swell   turning a desert to a well   experience the best teacher   thoughts will spring like streetsweepers   little daddy street preacher   illustrious feature   narrator you select   accompanied by Deck plus the DJ you respect   seven and a half combined   over the frontline   the ten percenters   promotin slander in the air time   bear in mind   jewels be the tools of the trade   sharp blades heavenly praise   and dues are paid      Above the crowds above the clouds   where the sounds are original   infinite skills create miracles   warrior spiritual   Above the clouds raining down   Holdin it down      (Inspectah Deck)   I leave scientists mentally scarred   triple extra large   wild like rock stars   who smash guitars   poison bars from the gods   bust holes in your mirage   and catch a charge   shake em down like the riot squad   invade your zone   ruined like ancient Rome   I span the universe and   return to earth to claim my throne   the maker owner   plus sole controller   Ayatollah rest in the sky   the clouds my sofa   stand like colossus   regardless to whom or what   numerous attempts at my life   so who to trust   who but us   to supply ya with the fire   the burning truth   150 absolute proof   on the mic like Moses    smokin golden la   survivor of the oldest tribe   whose soldiers die   I know the five families    who shed tears and more   but our hands are on the ammo   cause the battles still on   sound the horn   we come rumblin through the function   precise laser beam technique   to touch something   when we die hard   they build a monument to honor us with   humongous effect in the world   we couldve conquered it      Above the crowds above the clouds   where the sounds are original   infinite skills create miracles   warrior spiritual   Above the clouds raining down   Holdin it down