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Love 4 the Craft (Explicit) - Chief Kamachi
Each word I spit sparklin' glow
Kamachi street shaman
Remarkable flow
Rebellious
Rowdy saints put a part in ya fro
Blood on the turntables
AK assaultin' the show
I'm from the 70's
Gang war heavenly blow
The same block old pops sell beverely snow
Crush groove in my heart the culture I know
I'm the same A capella whereva I go
I'm underground my sounds in the ghettos overseas
Love a Rakim voice
Brand Nubians steez
Bring that 90's rap back
Who want it with these
The thriller straight from Philla
Ali of emcees
JuJu Mob scatter magic dust in the breeze
Catch the vapors
Instantaenous death if you breathe
Broad Street the bodies in back roads in Belize
They want the prize
One look at my eyes then they freeze
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' for my spirit to be reputed
It's a reason why I do this and why I persue this
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' and if you don't true this
That's how we seperate the real from intruders
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' for my spirit to be reputed
It's a reason why I do this and why I persue this
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' and if you don't true this
That's how we seperate the real from intruders
Yo it's Chief Kamachi
One of the wildest ock's
I go to vote leave a bomb in the ballot box
When I'm dead
They think that the terror stops
But each word is like a seed from the rarest crops
Minds blossom and grow
When you hear it rock
Bless you like the father you submit to in prayer
Granddaddy of that half street spiritual sphere
I know I'm nothin' like the way
You had envisioned me there
When my light shine come thru like the beautiful air
When I write rhymes nothin'
You can do to compare
Take it back like my Queen puttin' braids in my hair
On the motherland brother man
This is the jam of the year
I'm on the throne holmes you tryna
Put ya hands on the chair
I got the fire to lead and a murderous glare
Give the world what they need
Before my grave site is clear
And I ascend to Angels with my family that care
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' for my spirit to be reputed
It's a reason why I do this and why I persue this
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' and if you don't true this
That's how we seperate the real from intruders
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' for my spirit to be reputed
It's a reason why I do this and why I persue this
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' and if you don't true this
That's how we seperate the real from intruders
Kamach Bolivian rock in the booth with the wake
I spit the block
All I know is the stoupe and the crate
I got seven questions for God
Seven spooks at the gate
While seven kids can't even
Put their tooth in the cake
Mommy sacrifice for that little b
It of loot that she scraped
Left the world
Before she heard my first group on the tape
The pain is in the music I make
So ruthless and great
Black roses around the evil of state
Candles burn in the windows
What I reveal at the gates
It's the ghost of old Kunta
Death drum on the waist
Warrrior paint on my face
Spears thru ya ears
I don't know if you can hear dirt cover ya face
Trumpets blow
Undertakers dumpin' slow
Hell's crowded
But Heaven got extra bunks I know
It's deadly
OD on the medley
Pump the flow
Make the whole US ** consumption grow yo
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' for my spirit to be reputed
It's a reason why I do this and why I persue this
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' and if you don't true this
That's how we seperate the real from intruders
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' for my spirit to be reputed
It's a reason why I do this and why I persue this
I got 'Love 4 the Craft' and if you don't true this
That's how we seperate the real from intruders
