And so it goes, and so it was, and so it’s been / and so it passes, hourglasses frozen / it’s been written by the elders forewarning those who cannot learn / in preludes and nocturnes / so I’ve been chosen in the ancient skies to take this exodus where it ain’t ever been / like a fallen cherubim bringing the terror in / booming systems tuning into pirate frequencies / terra firma seized reverse polarities—west and east / rest in peace to the western seas / and the eastern skies been in jeopardy / terrorism threats in threes / and so the mission’s to mash past the prophecy / and dance beyond the scheme / of man’s monopoly / trust, you ain’t seen crunk before this / thirty-three and one-third orbits / the calm before the storm hits live performance / and we touring with the four horsemen’s endorsements /

BOOM, we marching through this impending doom / feel the earth shake and vacate the room / party like December 2-0-1-2 / and throw your hands up when the sun eclipse the moon / BOOM, we dancing through this impending doom / the prophecy fulfilled, get back and make room / party like December
2-0-1-2 / and the clock stops, but we’ll still rock till time’s through /

And so it goes, and so it will be / dusted over karma with a breeze, 40 below lose sight / burn stars like bridges without roads to cross and ends meet / advisors televise us while our last hours are passing by us / verse them / we seek shelter and all them do is deny us / who amongst you can eye us and curse the whole of our existence / the hands of time they tick slow / we march through streets and remain with no quarter / they can’t stop how we was brought up / indulge in chaos and won’t stop till we caught up / we keep ‘em raised high till Deuce-0-12 / we gon raise some hell before it’s all said done / we at the top of mountains like the ancients / with burnt offerings, but they ain’t taking what I’m offering /

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The itsy-bitsy martyr came out to bomb the crowd / down came the flames now watch the people shout / out came the blood and it killed off all the pain / so the itsy-bitsy martyr started it again /

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