Gathering of MCs Warriors ft. Sister T, Rrome Alone, King Khazm, Dove Mosis & Ciphurphace Lyrics

Goodnight out there we are live from DEFI radio

Alright now for all you boppers out there in the big city

All you street people with an ear for the action

I've been asked to relay a message for the warriors

That real live bunch of emcees out there in Turtle Island

Get home safe stay tuned stay tuned

Alive on death row heart still pumping and my faith strong

Right state of mind but the place wrong

A morgue full of bodies under covers

It's taxidermic how they mount us then they stuff us

But notice one of the lowest elevated to the top heights

I tell my story like the movie nix the prop lights

My dark side blending with the shadows

Emerge from the valley of death beneath the gallows

My travels back from the gravel

Spit fly arrows win battles

With night vandals no light candles

I dabbles my mind scrambles 'til the mic's handled

I grapple with life's perils defy pharaohs

Thru loopholes the rhyme ravels like nine lassos

I channel project astral on high plateaus

Our raps crackle crack shackles blast shrapnel

Pack capsules of rap samples in black fractals

Pterodactyls we swoop down no saddles

Just rhyme barrels aged with time and lines of heralds

Designed to shine we incline like dineros

Stacked like racks these bars hard to dismantle

We elevate soundscapes and penetrate minds

That alleviate angst give thanks through sacred rhymes

Blessed be the cypher see the game runs deep

Ancestral the connection feel the reign of the emcees

I'm Mercury in winged sandals my tongue a solar panel

Tie my boombox on the back of my camel

Wrap it in flannel path of high magi

These Padawans can't hold a candle

Divine truth can't be cancelled

My rhyme book heavier than any anvil

Weighing my heart against the scales like Daniel

Moving through sandstorms smooth making time stand still

Uh yeah

Put these rappers out I'm the sandman Cory Sandhagen

Flint Marko from the desert sands slaying phaced God smash pagans

Mad Asian slap Satan it'll be that blatant a grand statement

Backpack rap fragrance grimy like your granddad's basement

You rap basic your last payment got you that wack placement

I am Hip Hop you are just rap adjacent

I rep the essence the extract like Jason Bateman

Half modern half ancient the boom to the bap will crack pavements

Desert warrior destroyer of mic devices

Attack surprises with no guises

Modern day Sun Tsu no where to run to

Southwest number one crew battle stories that come true

Huh yeah storming you with the formula of thunder and lightning

The ancient writings enticing bloodshed

To quench the thirst of the spirits we're inviting

The power of cool Hercules spoken while you observing these

Now you heard of me Jam One

Hands warm reiki palms a hand gun hold heat

Energetic chi breathe transform cold feet

Confident father times my OG

My hour glass a sandstorm please show ease

Demand land forms ancient paths to heal on

Chant on same songs as grandma's grand mom

Blood of a champion legacy anthem Yoruba pantheon

Spirit and fam bond something to stand on word

Def-i unite tribes like Cyrus

I'm happy to oblige with my peace of the pie

I drop wise idioms for anybody listening

Give word to the wise and I deliver with a quickness

Itching for the business like fiend to the mic

I'm nice when I write but even better when live

Can you dig it I been ripping since beginning of time

When you cross a warriors path get cut down in your prime

The God rising captivating your eye lids

Like Cyrus with arms spread widened

Recruiting the violent type men from Burque to Coney Island

That'll fight when it's time to play outside yes

It's on word bond swing a fury's bat like Barry Bonds

When I get busy on a lizzy letting white blanket the city like the back of a swan

Can you dig it then with me B

Before I riff on your with like fifty deep

Virus upon us I'm presenting the freaking antidote and the quotes

More colorful than manic panic candid when I hand it though

Anecdotes plethoras havoc when I stand to brand my dope

We passed the slope live good talk trash hand ass faster than a antelope

Cantaloupe I'm allergic only weakness itchy there's no vantage bro

Let me speak on some advantages though and approach hand that smoke

Matanza for the pig and whoever you call the goat

Boss since lusting over Samantha on Tony Danza show

Only the dead have seen the end of conflict so we fight on

Take the higher ground in one night rename it Zion

Eve of the atom the engine to charge the ion

Never falling prey to a pig rodent or python

My song was sung where the first wheel spun

The heart's drum made the rhythm and rest begin with one

Now marching to bring a spark and target the mark when

The heartless observe five suns from the darkness

You're looking good warriors

All the way back to sacred lands

Lenapehoking to home babies

Good real good

Stay tuned boppers stay blessed