Call of the Gods-Buddha Monk/Ol' Dirty Bastard/Da Manchuz

[ti:Call of the Gods] [ar:Buddha Monk/Ol' Dirty Bastard] [al:Unreleased Chambers (Bklyn Zu Presents Buddha Monk)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Call of the Gods (众神欢呼) (Explicit) - Buddha Monk/Da Manchuz [00:00.96]You're savage wit below average non-solicited liquid cabbage [00:03.58]I blast quick televise it to those minds that's celebrate [00:06.21]Now document it on this day zu's gospel written [00:08.47]Yo Buddha I can hear you [00:10.07]Like Adam and eve where all fruit were forbidden [00:11.41]Sounds travels 1 123 feet per second [00:12.41]Enter my perimeter I'm a destroy all you sinners [00:13.65]Wrap around you like anaconda now ya voice box becomes volume [00:15.57]Test this bless this it's priceless [00:17.94]God cipher divine 5% I represent [00:19.85] [00:20.36]Nation of gods and earths seeds original first [00:23.21]Sun moon and stars original black gods [00:25.29]Sixteen shades'll show and prove who you are [00:27.47]Sixteen gold basically when you were stole [00:29.96]Bought and sold and tossed all over the f**king globe [00:32.66]I won't fold better breathe just like ya cold [00:34.76]Six hundred years of yakub's 'fro matter [00:36.88]Motion and speed grafted seed break the spleen [00:39.69]If thirteen men enter the battle Manchu Mongolians [00:41.66]My evil forces within would tell me to kill again [00:44.38]You're savage below average non-solicited liquid cabbage [00:46.83]I blast quick televise it to those minds that's celebrate [00:49.40]Now document it on this day zu's gospel written [00:51.55]Like Adam and eve where all fruit were forbidden [00:53.89]Enter my perimeter I'm a destroy all you sinners [00:56.24]Wrap around you like anaconda now ya voice box becomes volume [00:58.92]I blaze tracks like lightning sh*t's frightening [01:01.61]I get hype just from the talk of fighting [01:03.90]Buddha monk manchuz B K plus the zu [01:06.33]Now who's gonna win this battle here I say you [01:08.64]There's your anti-thoughts though I see you fought slow [01:10.99]My motto get gold then f**k a ho [01:12.75]We got this sh*t locked yeah all in a smash [01:15.47]You get in the way feel the mega-ton blast ni**a [01:18.21]It started when them cats came back from the cave ni**a [01:20.58]Used to be slave ni**a now I'm brave ni**a [01:22.76]Hanging with gravediggaz and two gold triggers [01:24.92]Time to realize a mind body and soul is bigger [01:27.63]Got styles and miles of a new jersey drive [01:29.99]Pierce like syringes If it's war yo I'm in the trenches [01:33.50]Public enemy 1 hit the bank job done [01:36.69]On the run from c-cypher still serve pipers [01:39.70]Later that night I hit the club flick my Bic [01:42.15]Pick a chick I could creep with my life in containment [01:45.53]Still sell drugs with three arraignments [01:47.92]F**k it street money po-po blocking it [01:50.86]Gotta build legal conglomerates ain't no stopping it [01:54.00]Gotta feed and educate the babies [01:55.81]So I run rabid like rabies [01:58.27]Niggas can't f**k with my Grammy [02:00.07]If I was a b**ch I'd be a bad mamajama [02:02.54]Your music sounds like loops of fruit kicks dissolve [02:04.93]808 sore six doors American tale feeble calls [02:08.41]Was west pray to the east the sun don't rise plant ya feet [02:11.78]We eat ground turkey meat carnivore was tranqued [02:14.39]Original peach tree [02:15.46]Drunk-a** poetry in the clouds style [02:17.96]Zu assassins duck-lo quietly strategy outburst violently [02:21.70]Finitely Brooklyn displays how it was tooken [02:24.06]Tracks is utensils niggas stencil art [02:26.44]In war paint and perimeter was an open lane [02:28.80]Intoxicated blows is rugged like fatigue wearing hoes [02:31.79]Yo pick your play action [02:32.79]You get in the way feel the mega-ton blast ni**a [02:35.17] [02:41.89]I cross ya a** like a sodomite in pale moon light [02:44.22]Cruz to me ya all sounding like b**ches on the mic [02:46.62]It's official verbal pistol ripping ya bone gristle [02:49.13]Invisible move like stealth missiles undetected [02:51.77]Catch it If ya can man listen sh*t is getting hot in my kitchen [02:55.20]Baking lots of chicken [02:56.28]With lord Buddha monk kicking a can of a**-whippings [02:58.69]It's a barbecue with ol' dirt and the zu bring the l- Iq [03:02.14]We gon' drink 'til we drop smoke pot from the finest w**d spot [03:05.28]You need not act like you insane I spit flames [03:08.39]Shame the devil and the demons in ya brain [03:10.78]Yo your raps brought back negative feedback [03:12.66]My mind explores at where your inhibitions is lost at [03:15.38]I sour tracks win beats flip through loops [03:17.69]I'm with an ace even If my style threw a deuce [03:20.06]I teach the truth to the youth [03:21.44]Before you should attack your central nerve system [03:23.44]Leaving brain damage and addiction [03:25.09]Through forced lyrical infliction reality's what you missing [03:27.68]Baby do you remember me from follow me [03:29.53]Just I-cee-equality with these thoughts [03:31.26]I leave explosions overdosing off the lord's potions [03:33.16]Got some sh*t delf-defined some sh*t I won't mention [03:35.86]You don't need to be trying [03:36.97]Make fake rappers don't wanna-be's [03:38.28]B**ches 'tract to the wacky meat [03:39.57]With this ghetto fashion actual faction [03:41.46]Beats flashing style fly like Jane flashing [03:43.81]Flows clashing holding this mic triangular [03:46.00]Freestyle strangler baby [03:48.28]Yo y'all muthaf**kas step y'all sh*t up