Cilvaringz - Damascus lyrics

rate me

[Cilvaringz:]

Aiyo, Allah clapped us under, RZA know what's flaming

Snake me off, with great thoughts, and the knowledge

Which ya'll brought to bring forth

I used to fight the cash alot, and crackle alot

Jamel Irief cocked the 'volve, but it's the fiend who shot

The wise eye is my tongue carved in a golden emblem

Off the highest and works written, millions I fought the labyrim

You see my kin bear my the scars of Nat King

You mad seeing the plain wolf in Klan gear, myth 15

Fifty five, and stealth over blow it

But he showed the love, his kin never showed, and so the Beez noticed

Yes, America has lowered down the silver standards

Home of the bandage, brutal, rebel, impressionists

But see my sword of sin, fierce through the masters

Breaking the seal of both, I roast, object the classics

Allah sees son, I speak to guys two-for-me

Like Dom P, son, I terrorize truthfully

Now my bio, be long, A-bomb, and queen Esther

Which ya'll pinned down in chapters, with my Mariam Webster

Godding you, reclaim United States army loot

And carving two in the rock, of Bob Marley truth

Proof my foot, and stomping on the path of tyrants

Strangling the pythons, with they eerie sounds of pipers

We slither through the fields of Cyprus, and the center

As defenders of the 36 Chambers, you wanna enter

Like Honolulu ninjas, like you and dog in Denmark

We lamp in tent park, chessbox, playing harps

With my equality, check a Wallabee shine, boo

But look and do not touch, and Allah will be kind, true

Merciful as always, moving a sore base

To overthrow the palace, for God's king of my swordplay

But be the weapon of design, mind, be kind

And the foreplay will take place in South Sukai

On a far misty mountain hill, ice be sharp

For you to be, one with God, and able to shoot darts

Cuz True Master pull strings on a flaming harp

I fight theories that switch man with ape of God

And when my lines pierce through mind, it's engraved in art

It shall deliver all my people to the lathing arts, so, please

Challenge among the ears of blissful gardens

And fertile grounds for harvest, admist the starving on and

Acknowledge this, cuz tolerance cramped like hours get

Snuff literally, but they deprive the world oxygen

At birth possibly, you were told improperly

Raised to give praise, the stone image is monument

We stray far from the path, in this document

But surely Wu-Tang, will teach in all continents

In all languages, we civilize the savages

Like Bush capitalists, and rich by devils practices