It's been a long time coming..

Days, days are turning to nights now

They said... they said I'd be okay

But when I hear those church bells ringing

I begin to pray for today might be my dying day

The great mind, surpass space and time

Seven plains of energy, interlace combine

Five conscious stages, stand up courageous

Change your plurality, seek mental clarity

Ziplock off the chronic, kissed it, then I twist it

Build on today's mathematic ballistics

I walk with the utmost honorable respect

It's a quick locked secret, so Protect Ya Neck

This is full metal jacket, ain't about that gossip

Nope, you get your face all over the bicep

Go out the closet, you slimey sausage

Six degrees of luxury, with no deposit

They said a friend be sub blanked, a plane be sub tanked

A gat be sub shanked, look, I just hit jackpot

A hundred mil to the bank

It's been a long time coming..

Days, days are turning to nights now

They said... they said I'd be okay

But when I hear those church bells ringing

I begin to pray for today might be my dying day

The continent splitter, the dominant figure

The mathematician who calculated God from nigga

The Zig Zag Zigga, who civilize the wigga

My vigorous attack on the track, slice a thousand giga

Bytes of information, in one line, how sometime

Use the sky for a blanket, then I bathe in sunshine

Nine conquer bonds and nine wives, nine lives

Nine grands sit on my side, we carry nine knives

Eighteen strikes from Low Hand, ain't no man

Can withstand the blow, from the Wu-Tang Clan

I answer many questions of life, without asking

Breath in the stench of death, without gasping

Fasting and praying, while you laughing and playing

I am fast in my mind, to attachment what we came in

And go through the river of life, I stay floating

Live a hundred twenty degrees without quoting

It's been a long time coming..

Days, days are turning to nights now

They said... they said I'd be okay

But when I hear those church bells ringing

I begin to pray for today might be my dying day

I have no fascination with Satan, no relation to probation

I'm the sun sitting still, while you trapped in rotation

Every rebel's creation, every thought has been ovation

One demonstration, we civilized a whole entire nation

Attract a generation, who's built with elimination

Of wickedness and sickness, we striving for the bliss

We rising up our fists, five stage of consciousness

Keeping our promises, master our circumference

It's been a long time coming..

Days, days are turning to nights now

They said... they said I'd be okay

But when I hear those church bells ringing

I begin to pray for today might be my dying day