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X Clan - Heed The Word Of The Brother (Video)
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Exist in a state of vainglorious As we are protected by the red, the black, and the green Heed the words of the brother Sissy! Letters to word to phrase into paragraph Heed math as 'J begins class Science of the past is now brought to the rhyme fix From the scrolls, straight to the verb stick Gods to gods from gods to man Many kings, many leaders, a fist from a hand They call me militant, now what does this mean? Do I carry a gun to let the army see? With the cause I'll never pause as simply as the brother Raise the flag, raise the colours Red, black, green, with the key the difference Words make a way in the world in an instant Living to die, and I die to live again, 360 degrees Comprehend, a man getting stronger 'til he's man no longer Unearthly state makes the time seem shorter Forever radiant, awareness brought forth the one Open eyes, strong sun Practice and preach, stand about what I teach So you all stand starvin' as I start to unleash Words of the brother Great blackness brought from the genesis Won't exist 'til Armageddon is a witness The originals built the Earth Why must there be aggression to learn a basic lesson? Quite majestic, stern within reality A juggernaut when you tamper with mentality I wear a crown, extension, and dimension of a brain cell Bringin' hell to the sellouts Forever tangled web we weave Always tryin' to obtain, no attempt to achieve Descendants of kings and queens act like jesters Never potential, caught up of the measure Jealousy of what are we Becomes tendency for their thievery Alright, cool, but no need to pull a trigger 'Cause that's a fool, I get my spice like a stool To produce the words that they drool about It's another way of checkin' out these sissies Who may try to extinct my principality But of course they're not havin' madness? Madness from the beginning, I'm the end, observe me Ignorance is not a trend So as I beckon for a few seconds Pull the reins, and heed the words of the brother One with the universe mastering words on the verse Funk is a force I exert Egyptian, African, now I'm on the Black watch Check my sundial, synchronize the clock I can catch a shadow as the Moon reflects the Sun Creator's eyes make a path to brother one So now I walk softly and carry a big stick A verb stick, so you natives seem to lick J brings the funk and spreads jam to the wheat bread In the funk of this, one vainglorious Unearthly resistance, strong with persistence Grand Verbalizer kicks this Tribal connection, pyramids witness the funk bearer Vibe sharer not the error Brother is balanced like the scales of Thoth I knew the mind of man makes stone seem soft Corrupts all systems, positive poison of me Some call it Ankh, it's a key Black is a colour, while blackness state of a mind state But how many of you think? Today the Brother J can find the better way So be it, plan it down and make it stay I serve a purpose, yet I am not the G.I. Joe I am the Brother, yo' I can never swear a foe So just hasten your step to the mic and stage area As I drop the science that breaks the clock barrier Words of old make me more than a beginner The key opens knowledge and plays as an antenna Americana man, Africana brother Don't forget the land cause the birth is from the Mother A vibe is in place, obtained and discovered Tune in your audio and heed the word of brother Yo, Aristotle, Plato, Socrates Step off!
Writer(s): George Clinton Jr., Roger Troutman, William Earl Collins, Bernard Worrell, Jason Richard Hunter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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