Hot Line

Yo what's up man
Yo just maintainin
Just chillin
Goin through the same shit, that's all
Yo I got, I found this paper, knawhatimsayin?
Talkin about that Illuminati stuff, some New World Order
Some psychic hotlines or
Let's give em a call see what's up
(numbers dialed)
(ring)

[Chorus: Hell Razah]
Hello, my psychic hotline
Dial 1-900 Free-Ya-Mind, Da Last Future, call us up if ya blind
We don't need a phone to communicate with minds
It's Hell Razah, hello, my psychic hotline

Yo, we got some callers, son
Let's pick up the first caller, the first caller

Hello, my psychic hotline

We got the first caller

[Hell Razah]
Hello pranksters, too many gangsters of hip hop
Without knowledge, it's like a pyramid built that ain't solid
Ya ass will get blown away demolished
You better study more jewels than college, I promise
Who dare double dare, the truth scare those with peace street consequence
To eat, rather West Coast to Middle East
You be marked by the beast
That decrease that black race that increase
Too much ocean, it get deep
For dreamers that's asleep
Blessed be the meak, it be the strong versus the weak
The wolf vs. the sheep, to fight and like cowboys and indians
Cops and criminals, American citizens vs. aliens
I dug up more lies than Liberians
Here I be Sha the King of the Israelians
Use your little two ears to hear me in
In the meanwhile, Razah reptiles, get exou, who try to bite us
With their poisonous, Silent Weapons For Quiet Wars
Always be the noisest
Now you got riot squad, surroundin the house of God
Pullin out their shotties, Illuminati agents
Tryin to divide and conquer, ya heavenly body
I study my roots while you party
And get drunk off of Bacardi
And rentin Ferrari's, a hell safari
North Americas wilderness, Zoo York where animals stalk
And work for the devil without a pitch fork
Sellin pork of all sorts, trying to kill off our righteous thoughts
Now the wicked is fallin, hold on somebody else is calling
Somebody is calling

[Chorus: Hell Razah]
1-900 Free-Ya-Mind, Da Last Future, call us up if ya blind
We don't need a phone to communicate with minds
It's Hell Razah, hello, my psychic hotline

"Yo I got things messin with my mind man"

[Hell Razah]
Psychic Hotline, the next caller, call from the south of the border
Needed information on the New World Order
"I got a daughter and a son and gun
Which way should I go, Heaven is too high"
Hell is too low, hello, I come forth in white robes for Black Justice
The untrusted, they get convicted, I predicted
Ever since I was evicted from the house of the wicked
Raise the mental dead, swingin my double edge swords takin heads
I'm givin vampires garlic bread
Mattresses for they death bed
I see three sixes inside ya forhead
With the same aim as a infa red
And slaves hang off they last thread
Before the spread of bloodshed
Hit those that be spoon fed, treasures of the wicked
Prophet, nothin ever gifted
Im from the city where the streets are gold
The young and the old, all thrones
Made of precious gems and stones
Arise, let me exercise
The adrenaline for the millenium, devils they be kill 'em
I'm healin them
Givin' my competitors, faces the Syrians
Draggin opponents through oblivion
Taught by the teacher of experience
You and your seed need to be camouflaged like fatigue
Cuz degree and thieves be makin judgements on stolen land
The Children of Israel, expand in the village of the damned
I meditate on Mount Fuji inside Japan
Never let ya left know about ya right hand
Understand, don't bite it, I write it
With thoughts of psychic, with hotlines

Interlude:
Let me use, let me ask a question
How long you was on the phone God, damn
(more arguing)
I got some questions that need to be answered
I wanna know about the ebonics
Ebonics?
I can tell you about the shit
Ebony?
What that ebonics stand for
Ebony slang
Devils wanna know
Bout to go outside

[Chorus: Hell Razah]
1-900 Free-Ya-Mind, Da Last Future, call us up if ya blind
We use a microphone to communicate with minds
It's Hell Razah, hello, my psychic hotline