[Chorus: Pep Love]
Energy that we exchange is imperative
Intricate so simple
Life is the spirit and the body is the temple
One Life One Love
Tell me this are you prepared to live?
Energy that we exchange is imperative
Intricate so simple
Life is the spirit and the body is the temple
One Life One Love
[Casual]
All they seen was one hand bust through the white sand
Illuminating the land with liberation
And mysterious, furiously, serious black man
Experience the urban warfare of fully strapped assault
As an angel hoping my benevolence will change you
Singing folklore of the poor
Natural born warrior
Since the days when Spain was ruled by the Moors
Then again, before your existence
Imhotep, the presenter of the mystics
Geometry, trigonometry, statistics
It's simplistics embedded in my bloodline
Just like the pain of my forefathers
The chains of slavery remains
Behaviors we obtained in days that we were slained and tortured, tormented and scourged
Shackles on my feet, feeding me pork
Lashes on my back, lost my family
Not to belittle the middle passage calamity
I gotta make decisions
'Cause I keep havin' visions of pipe bombing politicians
On some midnight marauder missions
It gets harder
They shut down your energy, cut off your water
Close the gas station, food supply shortened
Dying of starvation and smoke inhalation
I'm coming realer than you fairytale killers
We disciplined, that's why no militias can get with us
Sure, shot hit us from a thousand meters away
All day
Energy that we exchange is imperative
Intricate so simple
Life is the spirit and the body is the temple
One Life One Love
Tell me this are you prepared to live?
Energy that we exchange is imperative
Intricate so simple
Life is the spirit and the body is the temple
One Life One Love
[Casual]
All they seen was one hand bust through the white sand
Illuminating the land with liberation
And mysterious, furiously, serious black man
Experience the urban warfare of fully strapped assault
As an angel hoping my benevolence will change you
Singing folklore of the poor
Natural born warrior
Since the days when Spain was ruled by the Moors
Then again, before your existence
Imhotep, the presenter of the mystics
Geometry, trigonometry, statistics
It's simplistics embedded in my bloodline
Just like the pain of my forefathers
The chains of slavery remains
Behaviors we obtained in days that we were slained and tortured, tormented and scourged
Shackles on my feet, feeding me pork
Lashes on my back, lost my family
Not to belittle the middle passage calamity
I gotta make decisions
'Cause I keep havin' visions of pipe bombing politicians
On some midnight marauder missions
It gets harder
They shut down your energy, cut off your water
Close the gas station, food supply shortened
Dying of starvation and smoke inhalation
I'm coming realer than you fairytale killers
We disciplined, that's why no militias can get with us
Sure, shot hit us from a thousand meters away
All day
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