KRS-One — We Are The Gods

[Intro] (K-Prom?) Productions on this [Verse 1] New books, new facts, new hooks, new tracks New tools, new gats, you fools should move back Original boom bap, mystery school rap Within the Pythagorean harmonics crowds, I move that Whos that? The one who rocks this mic and a thousand others For further evidence, you can check this very album cover I'm about to smother the ignorance out you motherfuckers You sleepin on this Teacha, let me get you out them covers No time for sleeping, no choking, stay awoken African still beat when the stick's broken I'm flowing, mind open, chakras glowing I realize the all seeing being is all knowing (Hawk?) clean, no interruption, (chief blowing?) From heaven we came from, so to heaven we going We the first agriculturalists, we reap what we sowing Know who you are, not just what the TV's showing [Chorus] I came to find you, we are the gods! I came to remind you, we are the gods! Don't let them blind you, we are the gods! The truth is inside you, we are the gods! [Verse 2] Grow up, feed the needy, avoid the greedy No one but us look like Akhenaten/Nefertiti Not the painted bust of Nefertiti, but the Nefertiti On the temple wall seen by all in Ancient graffiti Heed me, 33 years ago, god freed me Then she said she needed me to spit the truth for her weekly Freely, easy open mics now don't teach me My face gets sweaty, palms get all greasy I start flashing shit, all you see is feces Written shit, spitting shit, KRS a different species This boy beast, he's slow and he's low That is the tempo, when you know you know Rappers come and go always claim they run the show til they feel that Thunder blow, straight from the mother flow, gutter flow Faced with bullshit, I spit the other flow, but bullshits a Fertilizer, maybe they'll help these brothers grow, I don't know [Chorus] I came to find you, we are the gods! I came to remind you, we are the gods! Don't let them blind you, we are the gods! The truth is inside you, we are the gods! [Verse 3] Queen mother, wake up. King father, wake up You sleeping on this teaching, it's you I got to shake up Wake em up, we the return of the Christ Christ is not a man, it's a symbol of a community brought back to life They got you looking for a red or white or blue savior But here comes the black savior, Krishna gat blazer Tongue sharp like that razor, original rap flavor I speak in general terms cause I'm that major Still got to paint you privately, don't lie to me God is the Motorola mobilizing inside of me My sheep know my voices, they choice and they flock to me When knowledge reigns supreme, ignorance you not gon' see Unite with me, and I'll unite with you Don't fight with me, and I won't fight with you Establish law, that's what we gotta do The future's dependent on us, maybe this is not for you [Chorus] I came to find you, we are the gods! I came to remind you, we are the gods! Don't let them blind you, we are the gods! The truth is inside you, we are the gods!