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Текст и слова песни Killah Priest – Almost There

First time in rap history
Your mind will be tooken to a level
Prepare yourself
When I relax with thoughts then my brain
Hovers New York my third eye glides with the view like a hawk
Defined my mind is automatic rhymes are tragic
Fount in the attic lost you in Asia Minor find you in amazin
Beams I'm supreme my mindstate is like a dream stargazer
Scarred from the radar beyond Gods and bombs and airwaves
And channels; desert rats and camels, reptiles and mammals
Stand wisdom Daniel, and man who is Samuel
Ezekiel's gonna overthrow in trees in hills and mountains
Fountains rivers lakes brooks and ponds
Inhabit by rabbit snakes and swans
Energy is solar life barreling beyond the sun controller
Over Jehovah through the days of Noah, tremendous speed
I ride the octavus seed, black seed, Sea of Caspainian
Persian Gulf all the way to the Mediterranean
City of Atlantis, skin is gettin tight as a mantis
Styles organic, mechanic seagulls, swings over the eagles
Soars over the cathedral built durin the medieval
Shall remain in the ordained Byzantine Empire
Take you higher one stage is a mass of fire, but sting like
Niger your archrival Constantine, Dark Ages got sparked
Through the stages, 3M7 ages
Constantinople ruled mobile seeking global filled with
Motion over the odds of oceans, scan the land, every inch
Of the sand, never bring plans, animals woman child and man
Beasts and fish every inch length and width
Come through the abyss, over Egypt..
This odyssey, more angles than photography
More exotic pusses erotic like pornography..
Am I almost there?
Yeah I'm almost there?
Am I almost there?
Yeah I'm almost there?
Am I almost there?
I'm a space cadet from a tape in the cassette, player
By fasting and prayer, I'm passing the ozone layer
I meditate in the mere, top of skyscrapers
Grew through a nature, droppin blew through a vapor
Then there's paper, the wind that take ya, quiet as
The breath in your nose appear in the cold from the depths of my soul
Which has no weight, constant rotate at a slow rate
Through the black hole, purple rainbows in Kuwait
Destination operation alternation of the sun

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