CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Book Of The Dead (Spacestation Earth)
I think with tranquility, as I drink the willow tea
Pyramids sit on my widow peak
The ink from the Killah Priest
The wizardry is me, myself and I, that’s the trilogy
Designed perfectly symmetrical with the celestial
Incredible extraterrestrial
Bruce Lee on the loose leaf, become like water
My shoulders are squared like the Torah
Native New Yorker, spell walker, creativе
My flow is followed by a flying saucer
Presto, voila, likе the Kabbalah from the Zion author
The Wu member, from the land of [?] to [?] to Sumerian agenda
I play marbles with the planets
Walk around the [?] with my apostles, speaking the gospel from Atlantis
When I rhyme, I recharge each bar
Or have a rehearsal with god’s virtue
Or simply playing [?]ball with the astronauts, Indians and aliens around the crop circle
Nostradamus, I see the approaching comet
So when I walk around the projects like the moping prophet
The most explosive artist
So when the Metu Neter squeeze pins, I let out tetrahedron that the ancestors believed in
Twenty miles outside of the Mecca regions
I’m deep with my idioms
It will spark the equilibrium
It’s Priest the [?]
walking from Giza steps
Third eyesight from the galactic federation of light
The great chakra helicopter takes flight
Astro propellers that travel interstellar
Out of body experience
Hours of Anunnaki appearances
My starship is an energy matrix that’s constructed of twenty-one spaceships
That’s surrounded by my writing pages
Solidified into a quartz crystal perfectly in tune with the pilot
The pilot is linked to Osiris
Osiris is linked to the Sphinx beneath the Orion
Orion is linked to the planet of giants
The giants is linked to the redwood trees, which communicate through planetary frequencies
So here we are, The Planet of the Gods
You have Saint Jerome, Saint Paul and a St. Bernard
So do they call the dog god or the guard dog?
Trip through the fog
I know a fortune teller that was so keen that she can read palm trees
This arm needs the mental vibration of a nation
Communication
Pyramids sit on my widow peak
The ink from the Killah Priest
The wizardry is me, myself and I, that’s the trilogy
Designed perfectly symmetrical with the celestial
Incredible extraterrestrial
Bruce Lee on the loose leaf, become like water
My shoulders are squared like the Torah
Native New Yorker, spell walker, creativе
My flow is followed by a flying saucer
Presto, voila, likе the Kabbalah from the Zion author
The Wu member, from the land of [?] to [?] to Sumerian agenda
I play marbles with the planets
Walk around the [?] with my apostles, speaking the gospel from Atlantis
When I rhyme, I recharge each bar
Or have a rehearsal with god’s virtue
Or simply playing [?]ball with the astronauts, Indians and aliens around the crop circle
Nostradamus, I see the approaching comet
So when I walk around the projects like the moping prophet
The most explosive artist
So when the Metu Neter squeeze pins, I let out tetrahedron that the ancestors believed in
Twenty miles outside of the Mecca regions
I’m deep with my idioms
It will spark the equilibrium
It’s Priest the [?]
walking from Giza steps
Third eyesight from the galactic federation of light
The great chakra helicopter takes flight
Astro propellers that travel interstellar
Out of body experience
Hours of Anunnaki appearances
My starship is an energy matrix that’s constructed of twenty-one spaceships
That’s surrounded by my writing pages
Solidified into a quartz crystal perfectly in tune with the pilot
The pilot is linked to Osiris
Osiris is linked to the Sphinx beneath the Orion
Orion is linked to the planet of giants
The giants is linked to the redwood trees, which communicate through planetary frequencies
So here we are, The Planet of the Gods
You have Saint Jerome, Saint Paul and a St. Bernard
So do they call the dog god or the guard dog?
Trip through the fog
I know a fortune teller that was so keen that she can read palm trees
This arm needs the mental vibration of a nation
Communication
