X-Clan - Xodus Lyrics
[Professor X]Come one, come all. We have the elixir that cures all that ails youTraveling the four corners of the road. Straight from the well, as itpointed the hill the remnant to your hell(?). Come, Yahweh! ComeJoshua! Come, David! Confrontation with the soul has come![Brother J]In the ways of God!Xodus, feel the vibes of the wrath of God!Spoke the biological are God, oneSystematic terror, that's foreverBig Lord shredder, legendary weed getterThe dark president, the dark sun residentWill give more reason to impeach a presidentAnd all the puppets in the other square laySupporting three Ks and Amerikkka can waitSo now a brother bears fruits and herbsCause apples pie's toxic, it slurs my wordsAnd how could I reach a Black nation?The vibration, sensations, like that!Is that a combat? And either pimp slap?There's other missionaries who would have me off trackBut heed is a lead is a positive sinAnd you can't you can't stop me, so let's stop your grinSo prepare your mind like a [sic] A to the MFrom the Genesis to the Revelations andHere comes the kick of the Xodus riffIt goes a little something like this, check it out:1-2-3 and a 3-2-1Here comes the rhythm of the warrior's dunShut out the mind to the God Te-HunAs we begin with the warrior's flexYeah!Fee to the Fi and Fo to the Fum!I smell the game of four wicked mortal menTry to play my mind, try to play me humdrumBut now it gets dumb, and here comes the sumMore and more and more, and this loud cry, Free?Siggy-siggy glance and theNow my attitude is worse than an AKClip never stopping when it's time to kick or spray!I jiggy-jiggy-jiggy-judge a brother won't budgeNow kick it to the middle, cause that's how you get 'emNow, God, now what's a brother do?I try to keep my patience, but now I'm out the truthOne-Zero, now I crew shoedBad attitude cause I have enough foodNext days, they try to condemn meBut, yo, I'd just be me as it remains it will beFriggy way these verbs stick the whole ninePart of the thighs of the cosmic childGot your clean cut AmericanStrictly African, my look is terrorismWhat's the seravist, don't call me Communist!I'm just a bro'!Not New Jack or JoeAnd Freedom or Death, this means I'm going for brokeIt means my life is my deathMy attitude should reflectI met a dude, the cosmic godAll father respect[Professor X]The Xodus! Come forward, young black. What ails you? You say thevalue in your system rejects to feeling outrage? Take a sip. Ah! Feelthe surge. The red! The black! The green! Through your veins to yourheart, come stomp with me![Brother J]Back from the peak of Heaven, the depths of HellIf you feel voodoo, and here's my spellTo teach my people, and, Yes, rock wellAnd very, very blackI hear some niggas talking 'bout they'll paint the White House blackI'd blow the sucker up and pressure on the attackAnd Frontline, you'll find, the government swineFind themselves caught up in a bindBut when will you figureA vibe in a vigourA pro-Black nigga, Black nigga, Black nigga!Or would you ask me if I'm a humanist?Or down with Swiss Miss or anyone from the abyss?We're down to the coreI can't take it no more!With no legend orAlmost prove lawWith no funny moves for the earthly residentsCause Dark Sun Riders were firmly handlingSo, on to the school of common senseIn God we trust, the Xodus[Professor X]Come diddy-dum. To the flag: the red the black and the green! Ah!Alafia (?) and do good. Tu-tah and mallah (?), da-da. Peace!
