Chop Em Up With The Chakra ATMA (Ft. Illuminati Congo)

[Intro]
These [?] men have got to be stopped
But first they've got to be found
These underground tunnels must go on forever
We've got a little exploring to do

[Verse 1]
If you ain't kicking divine lines that's a waste pal
I treat wack emcees like the fucking [?]
Sucka ducks get [?], the ill arsenal
A 46 blitz hitting harder than Wilber Marshall
Killing all y'all [crabs?], you ain't no soldier man
Grind you into ashes and stash you in a [?]can
Hold you and your whole fam in the palm of my hands
And blow your physicals dust in wind gust over the land
So overstand the plan, methods of math and pain
Your raps are average, I'm classic like the Wrath of Kane
So vast you wack cats think I'm half insane
Snatch out a catholics brain and pass it to my astral plane
Like a nerve imperfect spiral words are mindful
Make [?] take off your blindfold, you scurred cos you tribal
Read the word of the Bible and the word of the Gita
Stay emerged in each verse I search like a seeker
A piece of the universe as I burst through the ether
Thirst to reverse the curse of Eden and learn you through the speaker