X-Clan - Verbs Of Power Lyrics
Verbs of Power - now here's the sum of another drumNow mortals aware, now prepare for illogical sonMy Verbs of Power are the spiritual spankMy deep, deep Blackness, your mind gets dankRevelation to Genesis, something you cannot dismissKeys to Crossroad, come to abyss!And find a verb-stick swingin' while I'm livin', giving the rhythmHeed the word, and the bass-drop given!A funk down, super sound, lyrical, visualIllogical wisdom, forever continualYou're living simplistically, yet speak of realityYour science, elementary - Dare speak? You can't get with meLook at the wax, it's hieroglyphic, it's actual factI'm not reading and striving to wanna be BlackHere's the move 'cause I see noneI never boast, I never brag, I get the job doneI'm not the [?Buckley?] political, nor am I the physicalThe rhythmical spiritual, the mystical magicalMovement is circle, never 90 degrees of a squareI'm the gorilla - robotics will run in a scareJust to find that the zero's the groundCome into my temple, have a seat at the round, feel the power[Professor X]Brother, Brother, Brother, how you make 'em get down?[Brother J]Professor Overseer, I've got pimp in my crownIt was the pimp that drove the mountainous elephantIt was ignorance that made this irrelevantI'm not the pasta boy, I'm the African, call me by nameI'm the original, I taught you to set up this gameYou silly mortal, keep on playing the TrumpI think they're gonna have to get me,from stompin' and kickin' your rumpOnce again, now it comes in the trendI said "Free South Africa!" - you went to BerlinNow there's the problem, I stand firm, beating my chestYou think a silly polar bear could ever put this to rest?And yet they still will apologize, while I will epitomizeEmbrace my children, show them Creator's eyesOnto the path of the mystical teaching the mathNo more to suffer - it's time for the wrathFeel the powerOn to the throne, the throne I come forthWeapon of our rule, the verbs of great ThothLook at the sundial, look at the child of manWhere's the faith in the Spirit, the master plan?Opportunity - the spoils of religion of God-manHero to rescue the drum jamFire, water, air and earth, I AM the foolTeaching power that I never could learn in schoolI am the teacher from the far and beyondTurn an apple to a lotus, turn a rib to a wandTo compare me or dare me is foolish, it's more than a jobNo entertainment - illogical odd godHas come - straight from Amon-Tet with the herb dishCome with the Verb Stick, the bag of the new tricksStronger than ever, my intent of the universeComing of immortals is the strength of the verseThat's the power
