Don\'t Waste Your Lungs
[Chief Kamachi]Yo, before I bear the crossMy lungs trying to see a dutchI smile at the heavens, I now know that we in touchMic Messiah, please acknowledge me as suchI work miracles when famine and hunger struckHeal the world, dreaded JuJu girl in a jungle hutPeasants scrambling on the bottom trying to stumble upIn line for blessings, stressing wit they number tuckedAbout my image as a child they used to wonder muchFist thru the clouds, index finger wit the thunder touchAlpha-Omega all nine numbers clutched144 waiting, like will he come or what?Deathlehem, Kabala, camouflage hummer truckHebrew king sing the song of the LordLyrical Nibiru, humans welcome aboardThru the pineal gland, my warrior clan is absorbedSit on the sands, no telescope, study a orbReal rulers rule they stars, watch the transitsYoung tut back, you see the precious stones and amuletsStill in search of OZ, this a different zone from KansasI bewilder the minds of the scandalous, analystGod-body debate any panelist, about they racial claimsI take as strangeLast cycle warned 'em fate would changeMy-rec-room-reign, hi-top-kane, two dancersGold-plate chains, all my shell top souls take aimQuiet storm, philosophical firearmStudy my glow, never attempt to try the charmMagic shows on the strips of GizaThe Valley of the Kings was just a teaserI am the host, from Philly to Abydos, keeping my albumLike keeping the magic close'Don't Waste Your Lungs'!!(Hip-Hop Samples)