Hip-hop is pain and sacrifice/
I pray everyday for the child who quarried your ice/
don't worry, I came to Earth in the archetype of life/
I have donned a crown of thorns,
each of my palms are knifed with 9 inch spikes/
Dawning a 2000 and twelve year Era-
generations against generations have worshiped my life/
My vehicle was sideswiped, it Jack-knifed into a wall of dynamite/
Zombies with transition lenses refrain from seeing light/
Renouncing your soul comes with a considerable price/
You leave everything to this physical life/
Our responsibility as beings is to get spiritual right/
You can never crap out if you don't roll the dice/
The afterlife is the only chance to roll the die twice/
They will attempt to kill the messenger,
but my head rests safely as a disciple of Christ/
Do away with routine, a hoop dream is still a dream/
An infatuation with a perfect being is a disaster-
I built with the stone master of the Byzantine/
God sent me back to Earth with golden wings/
as the first son of Ibrahim/
Paleontologists and Archaeologists still haven't discovered him (heem)
My existence is Supreme/ (if they only knew)
movie producers would bid wars to misinterpret the scene on a screen/
They deposited my bones in the Vatican's West Wing/
Anticipating the day I would salvage my remains/
Sense my presence, when night falls and birds sing/
When day breaks, on the 19th day of spring/
please remember to bow your head to kiss the ring/
The true King is the Son of God, without him/
Our daily struggles don't mean anything/
The Prince of Nazarene/
Forgiveness is Saccharine/
Original Sin has birthed us all,
no ones hands are clean/
We all wear the mask, 366 days of Halloween/
The Fugees told you that, was anyone listening/
Ignorance is bliss, I give eardrums a christening/
Cannibals lurk in the mezzanine/
craving human flesh as their cuisine/
Your spleen is a nectarine/
4 chambers are tangerines/(what of pain?)
Veins are flavored floss- wintergreen/
What is the cost to keep your teeth clean?/
Humans are ancestors of dolphins/
I made my home in a submarine/
If you navigate underwater, what good is a sub-machine?/
The untold, unseen/ emerge from pyre agua,/
Saturated in kerosene and gasoline/
Anything green- is executed with a guillotine/
from rain-forests to preteens...and everything in-between/
It makes me so sick I should be quarantined/
It is a minor inconveen (inconvenience)
for the government to intervene/
The Tell-lies-vision bleaches our sight like chlorine/
Pharmaceutical companies slang over the counter morphine/
We are dying of cancer- the answer?
A quadruple dosage of nicotine/
and 80s proof of Jim Beam in a Canteen/
Cloudy sprite isn't right, it's a smoke screen/
Look in the mirror, is it legitimate to be a dope fiend?
What portion of the profit goes to the man/woman
who stitched your Robin genes?/
Robin is still a problem child..without the Dark Wings/
I am meditating to the melody of harp strings/
It's incredible how the inevitable pulls my heart strings/
As I sit at the table, I am able to end things and start things/
It's not a fable, my infatuation with language is more than a fling/
I speak my own slang, what is yang is yin/
what is pong? is ping?
Eye Kong, I am King
I pray everyday for the child who quarried your ice/
don't worry, I came to Earth in the archetype of life/
I have donned a crown of thorns,
each of my palms are knifed with 9 inch spikes/
Dawning a 2000 and twelve year Era-
generations against generations have worshiped my life/
My vehicle was sideswiped, it Jack-knifed into a wall of dynamite/
Zombies with transition lenses refrain from seeing light/
Renouncing your soul comes with a considerable price/
You leave everything to this physical life/
Our responsibility as beings is to get spiritual right/
You can never crap out if you don't roll the dice/
The afterlife is the only chance to roll the die twice/
They will attempt to kill the messenger,
but my head rests safely as a disciple of Christ/
Do away with routine, a hoop dream is still a dream/
An infatuation with a perfect being is a disaster-
I built with the stone master of the Byzantine/
God sent me back to Earth with golden wings/
as the first son of Ibrahim/
Paleontologists and Archaeologists still haven't discovered him (heem)
My existence is Supreme/ (if they only knew)
movie producers would bid wars to misinterpret the scene on a screen/
They deposited my bones in the Vatican's West Wing/
Anticipating the day I would salvage my remains/
Sense my presence, when night falls and birds sing/
When day breaks, on the 19th day of spring/
please remember to bow your head to kiss the ring/
The true King is the Son of God, without him/
Our daily struggles don't mean anything/
The Prince of Nazarene/
Forgiveness is Saccharine/
Original Sin has birthed us all,
no ones hands are clean/
We all wear the mask, 366 days of Halloween/
The Fugees told you that, was anyone listening/
Ignorance is bliss, I give eardrums a christening/
Cannibals lurk in the mezzanine/
craving human flesh as their cuisine/
Your spleen is a nectarine/
4 chambers are tangerines/(what of pain?)
Veins are flavored floss- wintergreen/
What is the cost to keep your teeth clean?/
Humans are ancestors of dolphins/
I made my home in a submarine/
If you navigate underwater, what good is a sub-machine?/
The untold, unseen/ emerge from pyre agua,/
Saturated in kerosene and gasoline/
Anything green- is executed with a guillotine/
from rain-forests to preteens...and everything in-between/
It makes me so sick I should be quarantined/
It is a minor inconveen (inconvenience)
for the government to intervene/
The Tell-lies-vision bleaches our sight like chlorine/
Pharmaceutical companies slang over the counter morphine/
We are dying of cancer- the answer?
A quadruple dosage of nicotine/
and 80s proof of Jim Beam in a Canteen/
Cloudy sprite isn't right, it's a smoke screen/
Look in the mirror, is it legitimate to be a dope fiend?
What portion of the profit goes to the man/woman
who stitched your Robin genes?/
Robin is still a problem child..without the Dark Wings/
I am meditating to the melody of harp strings/
It's incredible how the inevitable pulls my heart strings/
As I sit at the table, I am able to end things and start things/
It's not a fable, my infatuation with language is more than a fling/
I speak my own slang, what is yang is yin/
what is pong? is ping?
Eye Kong, I am King