[Jus Allah]   I have sublime comprehension   Divine Intervention   My enzymes studied by the minds at Princeton   To figure my design would divide the Christians   Complete Truth,   Brothers been deprived of listening   A secret Odyssey   Ungodly Cursing Prophecy   Reading Verses That will Preach a Demonolgy   I speak scholarly   Lord vain   Require more brain   Than your physically ordained to contain   I'm on the next plane   Where everything exists one and the same   Where pleasure is pain   And never rains   I seen what you fear   I've passed beyond that   The things that give you tears   I have laughed and yawned at   Your fucking heart tastes so weak and rank   I have to eat dog food just to keep my strength   And my doors wide open for anybody that wants some   But i don't even live inside a house, I haunt one!      [Jus Allah]   I'm a prize,   FBI want me alive   They found the cold morgue and flies   I told em to drive   fall through knives till every single part of you dies   Couldn't figure my designs If you started at 5   Defend for youself, you'd be broken in tears   You fool you could probably pull rope through your ears   You sweat cold,   Graphed in original web-toed   My mind in the physical mode would explode   If what i knew spread round the globe   They'd start measuring my head for a crown of gold   Your weak soul is trying to climb a greased pole   In a deepest hole   Defeating man at his peakest role   And seek to read my power for its evil use   But I can see the truth   I can teach Greek to beetlejuice   I'm high as fucking hypodermic needle use   I'll even fucking piss in your mouth, give you legal proof      [Jus Allah]   I'm the chess king;   The difference between boxing and wrestling   Knowing you guessing   Only y'all stand opressing   Being of supreme measuring   Unquestioning,   You're not anything, I am everything   You save your strength   To go against a much advanced mind   Your dumb, you wash your hands before you eat swine   Simple cavemen too dense to even talk to us   There ain't an idea in his head I haven't thought of   You thin skulled, a numbskull   My skins gold;   More valuable than yours ten fold   Repute! from now is the day of reckoning   The truth sounds out so loud its defeaning   Never will you come n overpower my words   My unploughed dirt will grow the last flowers of earth   In the last hours of mirth, I'll be left to laugh at it   Watching how the walls of space collapses on these savages   Evil parishes, disappearing in its own parrells   Proving ignorance is erroneous   I was chosen to write the future as the lord said   Wouldn't be surprised at waking with an eye in my forehead