Chief Kamachi - 24th Elder lyrics

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Yeah, Chief Kamachi

Young Dulla

When the stars look dull in the sky it mean danger

Kamachi - the 24th Elder in the chamber

The 25th ain't my birthday in the manger

It's real magic, y'all confused by entertainers

I chased the platinum worm in the Gardens apple

Make the stain glass crackle in the Sistine Chapel

Real gold from Africa, my wrist gleam natural

My future's seen from the micro and the macro

Project tarot deck kept in the satchel

Graduation hat with blood on the tassel

Mathmagician, of course it's me

Hold diplomas and degrees in word sorcery

I'm a rider the alma mater of the Panther reciter

You get blessed, left holy like the shirt of Shara

Is you crazy bringin' pork to the Ka'ba?

I'm the Black barber, little soy milk and cassava

You worship idols? I'm takin' turfs and titles

Seen the soul leave why even search for vitals

Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high

Makin' classic y'all

I stand before the Lord with weed smoke in my robe

This is the story of Kamachi not the story of Job

My Shaka Zulu portraits hang in the fortress

While you sweet pretty boys stroll thru the orchards

The group called 'The Deadly Roses'

Make all ya queens cross the Red Sea for Moses

It's my life but never chose this

The killings is chillin' to see me in warrior pose's

Young thug in a hoopty with blood on my kufi

I ain't nervous the Secret Service attemptin' to shoot me

Plus they made it illegal for producers to loop me

Cause I'm brown and hold it down like the arms of Tookie

Exotic bombs and Uzi's, Charles from Sufi's

I ain't stressed, tryna stay calm from Lucy's

Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high

Makin' classic y'all

My people at the top of the steeple is where I'm at again

I'm still street but deep like the basement in the Vatican

But I ain't search for the Holy Grail

Take a Bible from a hotel after blowin' a whole L

I could see how and why Judas was so jailed

Y'all haters is personifyin' the whole tale

Yeah, it's the Black Jezuz with the gold grill

Pay the fool in shackles instead of a cold meal

Nuns throw me ones, screamin' 'He's so I'll'

Kamachi so full of promise

Do a show horse & buggy full of the Amish

Anywhere in any sphere my vocals astonish

Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high

Makin' classic y'all

Yeah, read the magic ball on Mount Sinai high

Makin' classic y'all