Killah Priest — God We Trust

[Verse 1] Planets that storm loud clouds Gases will form hot and cold mixture currents Universal born Angelic being, six will agree, six will disagree Vision P, now picture me climbing down to a throne to get off Walk all alone in the zone From blessed to a shepherd to a peasant to naked to begging To telling my friends I came from heaven They thought I was crazy, ask the reverend Wielded my spiritual acts the weapon, hellish setting Meanwhile the castles in the sky let rockets fly And kings below the earth were overturned, dead Lower me in the dirt Now I’m back to work Oh death, where is thy sting? The eyes of a king, the size of my wings Closed down on hell like a clothe with a veil White bright streaks of angels, fleets of devils Old rebels in [?] borough I saw murderous thieves, drug cartels with keys Gangsters, pimps, hoes, sniff flows Rub it on they teeth, they lips then they clothes Windows, kiss from the widows Webs of bodies stuck in lobbies Shotties with triggers that keep clicking Time, it keeps ticking where I find these visions I wake up into a dream, I fall asleep, see reality [?] falling down my tears Millennium years Rewind back to the throne ’til I sat back up into the stardust In God we trust In God we trust [Hook] In God we trust You can see the world from us Twelve beings inside my soul Write wondrous From galaxies in the stardust Channel into my mouth In God we trust In God we trust You can see the world from all of us Twelve beings in my soul Write wondrous From galaxies from the stardust Channel into my mouth In God we trust [Verse 2] Superheroes, horn angels Halo demons, techno priests, electro prose, ghetto streets Cyborgs walk down the sidewalk Look up, mechanical hawks Log on, robots crying Some dying, [?] The machine of flesh, what’s next? Do you believe in aliens? Have you heard of the Anunnakis? Babylonian snake lord? The Assyrian eagle gods, this is a job for Jewish mystics, Hebrew cards Right then, nature fits, palm they grip Oolong tea, I brew long streams Study, it came for eight days From a fade to waves to braids Call my elders to help us Make sure you finish your bowl of rice before the fight Okay, I’m in my fight stance Then he asked me a question quite advanced My mind guessing Question: What’s a measure of wheat to a heart? Loved ones to a dying one? How many worlds lie from the tongue? Thought to myself, it’s a trick, threw the fist Buddhist mist Judah to my Abdullah, I must have missed Where is teacher? In the ethers? Dragon call from Giza Too aggressive, I must have missed the message Where is teacher? Upon my shoulders Told ya, soldier, let this be a lesson Listening is an art Listening is the art form integrated within thee [Hook] In God we trust You can see the world from us Twelve beings inside my soul Write wondrous From galaxies in the stardust Channel into my mouth In God we trust In God we trust You can see the world from all of us Twelve beings in my soul Write wondrous From galaxies from the stardust Channel into my mouth In God we trust