Killah Priest

Killah Priest - Heavy Mental lyrics

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The mind  Heavy Mental  Jesus Christ is  Heavy Mental
 Everything brings in  Heavy Mental day  the day you will experience
 something
 Heavy Mental  never done  Heavy Mental..
 Information begins the gathering
 starting the pattern and stargate towards Saturn
 between the eye socket is where I will build my sky rocket
 you don't need any passport  all you need is a thought
 suddenly  the soul becomes hot as coal
 the flame blows from out my brain holes like a volcano
 the brain begins to process as we start the conquest
 from out the physical bondage, the thought
 launches, voyaging 144 billion light years through the shadows of your
 imaginination
 now open your eyes do you see the flaming arrows aiming at pharoahs
 inhibitions
 as we begin-racing like a sparrow through the narrow population
 seeking purification, the destination is the holy land, of Bethlehem
 I eat lamb with Abraham and break bread with the son of man
 so slowly, hold these hands and stretch forth from the skies like a
 rubber band
 as I begin to step you above the land out of the atmosphere
 don't look back why, cause we're almost there
 just try to prepare and adapt to the air pressure
 now we searching for the mental treasure (pleasure)
 beyond the measure of yards
 you can't comprehend to god or to distance between stars
 pick up quasars inside the radar
 as we're going far past any astronaut
 moving so fast in this aircraft
 everything we pass get hot, from the take-off
 the blast turns glass into rocks
 at last my supreme task was to no longer walk on green grass
 till I become a beam of gas
 and travel through a extreme draft
 unable, to be picked up through cable (through cable)
 out of the reach of all manner of sky examiners, heaven scanners,
 giant antennas, high tech space cameras
 or evidence in any cemetry or obituary
 not found in any library or dictionary or encyclopedia or media
 I'm in star mode, with the discipline of dahmo, I broke the U.S. bar
 code
 now I'm on Allah's road to journey, into the realms of the cosmos
 where only god knows or goesl, blow like a UFO
 to give up my work clothes, only to glow with a holy robe
 and explode through the mysterious black holes
 deep warp the outer zone, without a phone, to the unknown
 to sit on my throne alone (Heavy Mental)
 I'm the pilot on galactical plain of knowledge the culture
 my sculpture, lights up the ultra violet
 so you could see my brain is symbolic, to a palace
 therefore I keep my hair stylish, my flesh solid
 my teeth polished, next stage, examin my x-ray
 take notes for your essay, and let my casette play for longer than a
 decade
 as we begin to blaze, through the milky ways
 repenting from our filthy ways, replenish for our guilty days
 the eyeballs, swell up the size of eggs, beyond dreamland
 wing span, 7 feet, between the eyes is the beak
 destination of the ride, is to reach is the peak, angelic landscape
 takes the physical man behind the hidden gates of space
 ultimate escapes as we go at a phenomenal rate
 as we cruise going into magnitude
 as we break up into a multitude of molecules
 going through a long hollow tube with a scholars view
 as, we wearing the white garment, passing sound waves
 that's supersonic, passing the comets, star clusters
 changing my physical structure, till my lips begin to pucker
 kissing Christ at the last supper
 grabbing a brass cup of wine (Heavy Mental)
 I feel myself getting older, sitting on my sofa
 in the position like yoga, till my mind passes over
 the solar system, my wisdom nova, I am the controller
 I begin to loosen up my shoulders forming each joint
 into the suns 8 points, then I, begin to rise like helium
 escape in the milleniumm, two thousand
 meditating to the soft note of a violin
 I've been on Mars, building the holy synagogue
 for the royal seminars, long before they had the renaissance
 there existed a hebrew lodge (Heavy Mental)
 a phenomenon from out of the matrix
 the world looks at me with envy and hatred
 just because I appear to them half naked
 rising into a spaceship
 with an arm full of solid gold bracelets
 a phenomenon from out of the matrix (Heavy Mental)
 now the only time (Heavy Mental)
 the only time you should catch.. (Heavy Mental)
 only time, you could have
 jet lag is if your cassette drag.. (Heavy Mental)
 rock a by ? (Heavy Mental)
 yo, just chill (Heavy Mental)
 stop the tape (Heavy Mental)
 (STOP IT!) Heavy Mental
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Geffen Records, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Heavy Mental (1998)

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