Chief Kamachi - Best lyrics

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Kamach

My man Guru, Baldhead Slick

Nah'mean, it's legendary

Yo, Kamachi, Philly's my official strip

Past streets' scientific what I hit you with

The mind of an African initiate

I use my magic to murder any clique you get

Don't need to click a clip

I'm in the jungle where the Apollo stick

More powerful than any hollow tips

I'm out there like I blew up on the Apollo ship

I don't listen to Earth radio or follow hits

I'm a die for this hip-hop home I fought

And Guru got the temple of the bones that's bought

So I can create a world where my poems is taught

And now I got 'em caught

Like high-heals on the cracks of the boardwalk

Blood from their mouth when I give 'em the sword talk

Keep my eyes open like a war hawk

Their slugs melt, but I think they need more assault

When my black candles burning in the middle of white floor chalk

Kamach!

"Mothafuckaz know who's the best"

"Kamachi"

"Call me Guru"

"Bring it on if you think you can hang

And if not, let me do my thang"

Bring it on, but make sure intentions are pure

Cause like the saying goes - "All's fair in love and war"

Fuck they wanna try to dead a brotha for?

My bags are packed; I'm bout to head out for another tour

While back home, all the shorties learn to back chrome

They catch you slipping, you could get hit to the back of your dome

The New York blocks are still scorching, word up!

And it's the same down in Philly and the same up in Boston

Down South and out West, some don't move without vest

I feel a couple of rappers but I doubt the rest

Cause I can tell they don't know what they in it for

They know their whole steez is weak

But won't even admit it at all

Don't wanna play the game by the rules

So again, the blind leads the blind

The fools is lead by the fools

And picture me not setting it straight

Uh, that's like a fat kid at a cookout not getting a plate

So bring it on

Ayo I'm humble and calm but I still rumble and bum

Any fugase lazy rapper I crumble on my palm

They play rules, and they can never rock me

I'm well protected, well connected and I rock Kamachi

I'm about to Oz back from the culture stealers

Cause we'll never see power unless we let our culture heal us

The strongest people, call us the soul survivors

So beware of the burning sands and the molten lava

Yo the God known to control every cycle and season

This my Holy Land commercial ass disciples is leaving

When I hit 'em with this automatic rifle I'm breathing

And send their souls right back to the spiritual regions

My show gives listeners a miracle evening

Mary's womb is the spot that my voice was conceived in

Now understand me or what you should believe in

Don't care about my wrist as long as melanin is freezing

Word up, bring it on if you think you can hang

Stupid, yeah it's your man Guru

Gang Starr representing, AKA Baldhead Slick

Kno'm'sain, I'm in the house with my man Kamach

Straight like that, Philly to New York to Worldwide

Will put an end to your fronting behavior

That's wazzup, shit's about to change, you heard