Cro-Magnon

[Verse One: Mr. Lif]
You bought the tape
I hope you're happy with the purchase
I jacked the Addam's Fam', you're wondering where Lurch is
Now he's at my service
I'm up in the Governor's Mansion like Manson
Robert Guilleaume's still home
You've entered the kill zone
I attack with a shrill poem
This is where love and hate speak
And coincidence and fate meet
When I think I generate heat
Consider this meltdown your felt sound full force
Only your mind remains, but your physicals lost
I devour the ozone and disappear in a puff of exhaust
A vision of holocaust and when I reappear
You'll know the rebirth of humankind is near
40 days later, the first DJ with a fader
And MC's with visual data

[Hook: Illin' P]
Dis a di begining of time and unuh gwoin feel fire
That sire, a Jah Jah desire
What energy a give birth to, man try fi give dirt to… woah
Blasphemy, me say, a mans creation
The sword of correction soon come. A who waiting?
It a go carve out the path of guidance… Advertisement… silence

[Verse Two: Mr. Lif]
Before you even came in touch with the force of this
I almost lost a battle to a dark sorceress
It was a pale tragic night, magic fight
I propelled havoc light
A civilized man with savage sight
Speaking through a damaged mic
Leaving you lost in, distortion
Pure as the spirit before skin
With the desperation of an orphan
I swim with four fins
Treading the sludge of Armageddon
Living in the world speaking of a larger setting
Under where the stars are resting
Where scars are left in
Those who didn't recognize their blessings
Perception
My best weapon
Getting sharper as I study my lessons
And in the face of adversity
I thrive when I dive
Use my spirit's light as a guide

[Hook]

[Verse Three: Mr. Lif]
Billy clubs bludgeon love
And break horns and antlers
Leaving thorns for answers
Prick thee inquisitive
Products of an environment that mischievous
Snatching life's pulse, leaving animals rhythmless
Then to the After where the unborn spirit lives
Here it is
The intangible essence
Over which you have slain peasants
You lack piece of mind's presence
For you it is forbidden to look towards the heavens
At the world's end and when the sign hits seven
And in a place that's cold a child is born without a soul
Doomed to live a life of woe
Beware
He may be spiteful so
He carries a weapon where ever he goes
Walk fast but you can't unrun time
You came from the Earth now it's back to the slime

[Illin' P]
If unuh think back from where it did stem
Love inna di beginning but me no know how it a end
So we must make way for lightning striking frightening sightings
Balance of ying and yang a fi we mental inviting
It a go check unuh wreck some of unuh and let some of unuh trancend
144,000 nothing more… or so them say inna di plan. Still me a tell unuh…

[Hook]