Tekster: Chief Kamachi. Other. Nile Nutrition.

(feat. The Last Emperor)

[Intro/Chorus: cuts by DJ Jay-Ski]
"You wanna know why, I'll tell ya why
Cause they can't stand the site of the jungle, I
You wanna know why, I'll tell ya why..why..why
They get petrified"

[Chief Kamache]
Yo, the westerm hemisphere, soften your mind, relax, so it sinks
I'm deep as thinks by Buddah priests and Chinks with mystical links
The science of the street sphinx, nine ether
In the kinks ? lines the chorus is my people kind
In cathedrals with cerebral shine
Soldier from Midieval Times
Spirit shackle me in the soul of a Mac-ah-bee
In a lotus pose, practically destroyin your scientific faculty
Observe the wisest, from the constellation Cyrus
Aligned with the triangle ancients rocks and surprises
It's in me, enough to give your ears plenty
Fatten the jam and, nutrition slammin for the Clark Famine
Dig in the cut, like bacteria not examinin the ultraviolet
scannin 724 gram and shame your doctoral
When I floor it like ocean coral
Remembrance in a mural when you up against the oral
Latter-Day poet, the king if I say so
It's on the throne a home druid, act like you don't know it
Expectin me and the soul of my rep will be
To rap talepathy or ecstasy for universal mines selectively

[Chorus x2]

[Last Emperor]
On man's quest he searches for deeper meaning and purpose
Traded and purchased, seemingly worthless
A life confronting his curses perfecting his verses
The secret to his success lies in ancestor worship
My room becomes a tomb, I extract the remains
Of a deceased warrior born on the African Plains
I am the myst after the rain, before modern to makeshift
With the great gift, the ability to shapeshift
The tranquilty calms me
But the drum pierces the soul like the spear of the Ashanti
Release the lyrics, the animal spirit that haunts me
The eighth-leg of the sacred black spider Ananzi
For neighboring armies the war cry that alarms me
If I should die in battle its the fluid that embalms me
I was destined to question the tribal war again
To find the answers in my ancestral origin
The Last Emper-or is in the house with Chief Kamache
Even as the village sleeps the beast is watching
In acts that might swing, in acts that might bring
Assassination attempts to the absent mic king
You kiddin me? My wizadry's fast as lightning
Cause I respect my forefathers that started this mic thing

[Chorus]

[Chief Kamache]
Its prescribed for you to get this, like eucalyptus of the tribal mystic
I'm known as the final distance, travel districts of desolate minds and
misfits
With a tricklet of the source that I be thick wit
Colonize the stylistics on the twelve-inch diskets
And cap a hydrant on the heat of this desert tyrant
Ride a camel with dress-shirt panel and much cooler flanel, the abismal
Dealin with the earth rotatin fiscal
Seek refuge in the temples of the mountains Moses went to
My nurtured staff, stop the idolatry of the blaph'
And promoting tense study, your memorizing my math
Son its motionless but look how close it get
Revitilizing showmanship, ? the light now focus it

[Last Emperor]
Yeah, yeah, from the bear to the eagle, the ruin to the regal
What we say to the DJ record to the needle
Mind blowin decisions the head-on colision is equal
To that of capitalism and all indiginous peoples
When God comes back to us, where will the holy go?
Many profess, but guess what, they don't know me, though
They get played, like DiCaprio played Romeo
The most amazing kid to be created since Pinochio
The day that the rest of the world sells, The Emperor fell
I flee to another planet, like the son of ?Jorell?
Sometimes is pure hell, just being a rhyme sayer
I learn to cope with it, through the power of prayer
There's no telling the compelling things that I can prayer for
I pray the U.S. doesn't provoke China to wage war
On American soil who can save us?
I pray the biq quake don't hit Cali cause I kinda like the Lakers
I pray that when man finally destroys nature
The machines will rise up and otherthrow their creators
For the Motherland I pray for harmony most
From the Etiopian Hills to the Barbary Coast
I pray to maintain the power to understand people
Run through the jungle like the Phantom and slam evil