Missa in angustiis in D minor “Lord Nelson” (Hob. XXII:11): viii. Sanctus

歌詞

(Lord Jamar) I be the All Eye Seeing, Supreme Being Black Man, the colored man is the European Ran up to his cave, he was fleeing Over hot sand, steal from me and I chop hands Off, that's Islamic law The sight alone'll make you wanna vomit on the floor I study 120, the Qu'ran and the Bible Doing my job, the God got plenty disciples Taking my rightful place, amongst kings and queens 85's wanna know what things mean Sweep the devil off the earth, like spring clean My earth's rock 3/4's, never bring jeans G-O-D, take a little look through my P-O-V You see I be O.G., turn a devil into John D-O-E That mean D-O-A, it's gon' be OK (Chorus 2X: Lord Jamar) I be the Arm Leg Leg Arm Head Here to drop bombs on the mentally dead Islam'll, keep you properly fed And to the four devils, yo, I'm choppin' yo head "Well how you be God?" (Lord Jamar) I be all wise and civilized Deliver truth while the 10 percent deliver lies His devilishment, has been solidified I be the Five Percent, opitimized When you in the presence of God, you better recognize Before your life gets jeopardized I'm bout to exercise my right to bare arms See me in a wife beater, nothing but bare arms and tattoos I hit a muthafucka hard like bad news Some people say I'm nuts like cashews, and that's true I mash through in a black truck, strapped up Busting from the driver's side, you either ride or die All praise due to the Most High I blaze you with my four-five This is Jihad music, see the God do it Allah U Akbar, Lord Jamar's the truest (Chorus 2X)