Artist: Sunz of Man f/ 7th Ambassador Album: One Million Strong Song: Wicked Ways Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash And that's my word... that's my word Chorus: If you're blind to the wicked ways The devil plays mad tricks on your mind (check it out) If you're blind of the wicked ways (yeah, check it out) The devil plays mad tricks on your mind (yo) Verse One: Killah Priest The President just ordered the Navy to hit the borders of Haiti Slaughter babies from the waters of Euphrates Maybe they sent germ that's polluted our sperm And made us live uncircumcised in the serpent eyes And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies But in the halls of Pharoah the walls are narrow And religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom This be the dance of the graveyard So do the spank with the dead zombie Here comes the tanks of a Red Army The real Jew is you, Jeremiah fourteen and two Enforced by the Hebrew Ya hovered by the eagle, America is evil Let no man deceive you, beat you, or mistreat you The tribe of Edem, stole your freedom And Edem means redneck I'm throwin bullets in my Tec Nah, I'm goin out like Joshua With a pen, an army, and an apocalypse Chorus: If you're blind to the wicked ways The devil plays mad tricks on your mind If you're blind to the wicked ways The devil plays mad tricks on your mind Verse Two: Hell Razah I remember The six doctors, that wanted to take my brain into a labratory Destroy me, since birth My baby talk was psychic thoughts Flashbacks, all the past blacks trapped in the present Killin for dead presidents, where every ghetto residence is evidence, and the future, there will never be none If we don't be-come, unity Or get them devil made guns, and leave them demons bleedings Give em BACK with tons of speeding bullets Fuck your tech-nology, it's trick-knowledgy Tellin lies to my vision, I was given, enough time To master, the criminology And Mr. Pastor, teachin demonology Words of dope knowledge, I demolish Evil men, with an easy win When my thoughts are spaced out, come down to EARTH The devil crawls, cuz he's only, jealous And a victim of the unholy ghost Chorus: If you're blind to the wicked ways The devil plays mad tricks on your mind (mind) If you're blind to the wicked ways The devil plays mad tricks on your mind Verse Three: 7th Ambassador He listens to the cries in the distance of the next victim, wishin, that he had some assistance And right before his eyes it appeared Beware when the shadow caster, demon master's in the near He blocked the true light from your sight And transformed your brightest days, into your darkest nights I had your blind man praisin the grave Cause he feel the cross, that lays in the dirt And think he's in the church, not even aware That death is near, and he's one step from his grave A naive mental slave if he had, his third eye sparked He mighta been scopin Them demons that be lurkin in the dark Always keep your glowin eye open By knowin who your enemies be I can see you but you can't see me Escape from your chains like, Great Houdini And dissapear, like a majestic genie, in midair Vanish, that's my advantage And then I transform to a hurricane storm And rain holy water, for seven days And seven nights, the chosen ones spark the light Of the Sun, that's killin off villains by the ton Sealin all the doors to the Hells, correct spells That were cast on my peeps that were weak Made to keep, my peeps in a deep sleep Verse Four: 60 Sec. Assassin Behold! The angels out the heaven Who professes a whole new rap, session reposessin the gossip back so black, better hand over your act, or trapped, to Seven fifty three, who have received the law By the dispositions of angels, and have not, kept it Transgressed it, better burn your testaments Ain't nothing changed niggaz is gettin arrested Beat down like wrestling On the count, of false impression, indiscretion Advise em all with the glimpse, of a third eye The silent sleep, and wicked I work you niggaz out like physics, I blast out from the heart of Brooklyn, like an arrow, just stick to my point It's narrow, I shoot niggaz back, into the time like Pharoah, I smoke up on your brain, leave it burnt as Sahara, that leaves desert, with a rock storm Leavin niggaz buried and puttin them at Lou's lawn Headquarters, of the Zoo, what part, wasn't reviewed Or didn't you understand I'm drillin niggaz back under the surface of the land Outro: Killah Priest Show the righteous man, stand in great lonliness Before the face, of such that have afflicted him And may no account of his labels For they see it, they shall be troubled with terrible fear And shall, be amazed at the strangeness of his salvation So far beyond all they were lookin for