A.D.A.M. - X Clan
Lyrics by：Robert L. Carson/Claude Gray/Jason Scott"Rebel-INS." Hunter/Ralph McDonald/William Salter
Composed by：Robert L. Carson/Claude Gray/Jason Scott"Rebel-INS." Hunter/Ralph McDonald/William Salter
Come diddy-dumb
Welcome to this archaeological find
At the road witness me
Before the coming of the sun
Peeking at you from the
Eastern side of Plutonia
Dressed in armor of
Order to meet destiny with a strong black grip
Ten hun-zu see you in from the
Zero take 'em to the three
Stand firm at the five here's a
Star and a shield to support you
At the nine
It's like A - D - A - M
Prepare your mind run tell your children
Fire air water let the Earth make flesh
Now see from the father how funky can you get
Now my activity is cosmi-tivity
Immortal is my soul my God my reality
I'm not measured by tradition or any type of 'ligion huh
Not even cosmic dimensions and such
But many fools they try to post a duel
Try to post a front but they
Know it ain't cool yeah
Boy my mind goes back to things
Just like the cosmic battle
When sword was my rattle
Shield was my bib and sarcophagi my crib
Not measured by my words but
The deeds that I did for God
Illogical God I was created and formed
Verbal shogun yes the cosmic storm
Who ccrolls to lyrics to bust
I roll 'em up with the papyrus
Funk sealed in God we trust
I laid it down from circumference to dry space
And now I'm back again quite lyrical to kick my bass
Energized by another plane
By logical fanatics when trying to examine my brain
They can't beat me so they try to eat me
They can't keep me so they try to freak me
Positive sin again and again degrees in a spin
Verbs all your silly mortal g-g-grin
Make you feel you could drown in some godly waters
Take control of your body like the farmer's daughter
And as you beg for control what's the reason what's the reason
Yo I am son of the
Chaos so my brothers call me cosmic
The-hun-zu for tribal brother J when trying to rock it
Six-foot black boot god in the suit of the warrior
So now I'm taller 'n 'ya check'n me out
A - D - A - M
Prepare your mind run tell your children
Fire air water let the Earth make flesh
Now see from the father now how funky can you
Get get get get get down the rhythm must come to such
When it's time to bust and all the mortals lay crushed
Dark sun will get darker
'Cause I existed in the valley of the father
I got whooped by my mate
'Cause the fruit had a taste
Of the curse that served as a marker
Now here we go to deal with all the little -isms
To define me in simple -ologies hell no
On with the flow here we go sickamo'
Let us slip on back into the blackwards row
N***as didn't catch it anyway
They pat me on the back talkin' 'bout yeah J
Well yeah right
East I flow east I go
Cover both your eyes and what do you know
What do you see how does it be
Is it circumference or what's up G
It's like that on the break with a verbal milkshake
And a godly vainglorious break
You shall be moved the logical one
After a clear pouncing with energy from the sun
At my beckoning - you and your landmark built
Without the zero pride
Shall crumble stumble my way to might
To A meet pretender - your time has come
I once walked the heavens with gabriel
Walked through the desert with Israel
Traveled onto Mecca with Ishmael
I'm crucified resurrected - now ask how I feel
A - D that I'am that I'am
From father flesh to father solomon
From the pinky to the thumb 'pon my hand
Bring a other caddy and a tribal j-j-j-jam
But yet I'm judged leather prophet and all that
Still a pimp with a crown and a yankee hat
And yet they ask me brother what's the time
It's a African drum with some space-age rhymes man
Yo not at all I say it's sexual infectual delectable
I'm not a masturbating intellectual
And couldn't read it from a book because that bores you all
So come to umoja kujichagulia
Ujima ujamaa and purpose stands for nia
Kuumba Imani daughter named simani
Came to the planet father afer left his body
Leave the boy in the coffin within
Raise your head let's the A to the D
To the A to the M
This is the message from the cosmic storm
With the doubters and the judges disbelievers be warned
With a shield of David on the grill
And the has-been proudly adorned with the color pink
Bring on your g's your q's your are's and your alphas
It is time
Shalom and ya don't stop - sisseeeeeeeeeeee
