1.Earth Bound
Songwriters：George Clinton, Jason Hunter, Walter Morrison, Garry
M Shider
Funk upon a time in the days of vanglorious
The tri-dimensional houses of energy released the original
powers
To the translators of the interplanetary funk code
Funkin' religion, funkin' lesson, key bearers, funkin' to the
East
Earth bound
Mmm, we are messengers of Ra
Whispering the secrets of the ages
Vanglorious! This is protected by the red, the black, and the
green
With a key! Sissy!
It was nearly eleven, when I started to return
The night was unexpectedly dark
To me, walking out of the lighted passage of my cousin's house
It seemed indeed black
What is, we are dum-diddy-dum to the God's new drum
Devils run, here comes the sun, brothers travel for ages
Scroll and stake from planet to planet
I take a ride on the cosmos, the utmost toast of my raft
Now mortals want a dose of the voice of key
With the bass of the great war chant
So now it's on to the garden at a million vibes a second
The pyramid tries to beckon the sands of time
Survive the flood, the bricks of blood, the house of the heart
On the tri-dimensional level on to balance with the feather
Funkin' lesson vibes to earth, from Ra on to Jeb
My verse it bled, bring chaos to order
The abyss to the earth to the waters
Vanglorious sound on the rain comin' down
Verbalizer with scroll, earth bound
I am the blood of the Pharaohs, the spear bearers, the elephant
riders
The everlasting conquerors, I am the original power of blackness
The strength exampled in our people as a whole
I am the voice of unearthly soil, earth bound by will of the
Creator
From amongst the stars in a universe plane
Great void, the funk code plane
Going back to the ending, the beginning
Degrees ever spinning in a world of divisibles
Black is black and before that original great pyramids
Served as tomb, but power child in the womb
I awaken to raise the flag, ah, from the zero
War, zoom, devils, doomed eternal souls
Living as those who are chose to live for the nose
My boots bear soil in respect of the elders toils
Bearskin rug, walk in flames, vultures swoop on the boiled
I free my mind and my spirit follows
I bring words of the wise
Coming to the earth on the likes of rafts
Coming from the moon to the Nile, earth bound
In the land beneath, I come knowing the earth bends over
Wrapped it's legs around darkness
Let's take a trip through space without no suit
I'm an Afronaut, I'm the original traveler and unraveler of all
mysteries
I touched the world like a child plays tag
Speak the code then depart upon raft
Over moon with the chants of zoom, who are you？
You wonder, forever, never, never a million years, key bearer
The cosmic storm, illogical coming of chaos
Again, earth dweller comprehend
Religion on wax, the facts of the living, the phoenix flies
Wings scrape the sky and surveys the eyes of two
Zoom on to the temple, zoom
Mortals fears, brothers tears, war is declared, zoom
Disrupting the devils convention
Paved in hell are the gravest intentions
But in my home, devils burn, think about it
'Til a Brother returns to Zod
Having crossed the Nile by boat
Having come through the gap in the mountain
Like a rabbit from the depth of his hutch
Blinking at light, I have come
The mission, the Nile
The destination, the crossroads
And then
(Zoom, zoom, zoom)
2.Verbal Milk
Songwriters：Jason Richard Hunter
Yeuch, Brother J says yeuuch
Straight from the Temple of Everlasting
Me, P X O and the X-Clan chilling, cleaning the pinkie
(Aww yeah)
Hey, Brother J, time for a ride
Put the key to the ignition and then
Ah, yes, yes, blue, ah, come on to go
We're immortals to the portals 'til the book folds
I'm going 'Blackwards, to the East', tweedle dee, tweedle dum
Fee fi fum to the tribal drum drum
I'm sitting on my temple, just plucking silly mortals
Speaking peace of mind to my many sons and daughters
Getting loose, loose as I release the juice
Could never hang with the words that ever caused the clamor
I'm singing 'Raise the Flag' 'cause I hate the Spangled Banner
Because you can't get with me, you label me enemy
Your comments on the mortal side are labeled as blasphemy
More than I am, puts the taste in the dam
Puts the X in the Clan that puts the brother on land
It's like that, y'all, ya don't stop
Because the sight of the watch is sure to shock
From the beginning, from the beginning, is it winning
Is it ever unearthly, resistance, forever？
You think your thief based system is clever？
It's a simplistic, endeavor
I checkmate, terminate, never late, contemplate
Mind state is never fake, hesitate, you lose
No shoes ever do, I kick around in boots
I simply drop the science that just speaks about the
In our nature's flavor, lacking from the coon
Now our dream for the younger, when will the rover take reign？
Is it a joke or something you can't cope with？
Devils keep avoiding, people keep on hoping
For the move and groove
Put your dead body in a soothing mood
Don't need no air, no sex and no food
The tool is mine to use, Blackward row
Riding the crossroad, Brother J on the wheel
Sugar Shaft in the back with Queen Nefertiti
Yo, J, push it to the full nine and let's move, zoom
Day two, dark, zero, zero and it circle's degree
Brother, one makes up a system bring oppressors to knees
I speak a language universal, check on how I use it
Dwellers of this planet, labeled it as music
I come and I go from where the land where the milk flows
Earthbound to mortals, what they lack the Brother will know
I'm building temples made of many dimensions
Illogic and cosmic are not an extension
Now many, many gather and they say, 'Bro J
Tell me the direction of the crossroad way'
Up on the down stroke, valley in the middle
On through the thorns as if you could ever figure
Nothing is balance unless balance is irregular
Misplaced, heed chaos to bass
Some talk to doo-doo and miss the voodoo
I'm like the guru, your baby's doing judo
Why don't you just sit and contemplate on this？
This is much more than your white boy diss
Or your fat gold chain, the wash on your brain
The fleas in your system, what then remains？
But a science that's deeper than deep, nine the odd
Harder than hard, so now the journey to Gods begins
From the blood to the greenest of earth
Elemental is my nature and the strength in my verse
And zeros who remain in two, truth is key
To release us from the shackles, Armageddon will be
It's like that, y'all, ya don't stop
Ah, Sugar Shaft in the house, ya don't stop
Ah, Brother J funking lesson, ya don't stop
Ah, Paradise architect, ya don't stop
Professor X overseer, ya don't stop
X-Clan in the house, you don't stop
Blackwatch for the justice, you don't quit
Listen with a diamond in the back, a sunroof top
A ride called pinkie and a black boot to the pedal
Pushing us to the full nine
We step to you in blackness with a gangsta lean
By the way, vainglorious
This is protected by the red, the black and the green
With a key in the ignition, sissy
3.Verbs of Power
Songwriters：Jason Richard Hunter
Verbs of power, now here's the sum of another drum
Now mortals aware, now prepare for illogical son
My verbs of power are the spiritual spank
My deep, deep blackness, your mind gets dank
Revelation to Genesis, something you cannot dismiss
Keys to Crossroad, come to abyss!
And find a verb-stick swingin' while I'm livin'
Giving the rhythm, heed the word, and the bass-drop given!
A funk down, super sound, lyrical, visual
Illogical wisdom, forever continual
You're living simplistically, yet speak of reality
Your science, elementary, dare speak？ You can't get with me
Look at the wax, it's hieroglyphic, it's actual fact
I'm not reading and striving to wanna be Black
Here's the move 'cause I see none
I never boast, I never brag, I get the job done
The rhythmical spiritual, the mystical magical
Movement is circle, never 90 degrees of a square
I'm the gorilla, robotics will run in a scare
Just to find that the zero's the ground
Come into my temple, have a seat at the round
Feel the power
Brother, brother, brother, how you make 'em get down？
Professor Overseer, I've got pimp in my crown
It was the pimp that drove the mountainous elephant
It was ignorance that made this irrelevant
I'm not the pasta boy, I'm the African, call me by name
I'm the original, I taught you to set up this game
You silly mortal, keep on playing the Trump
I think they're gonna have to get me
From stompin' and kickin' your rump
Once again, now it comes in the trend
I said, 'Free South Africa!',you went to Berlin
Now there's the problem, I stand firm, beating my chest
You think a silly polar bear could ever put this to rest？
And yet they still will apologize, while I will epitomize
Embrace my children, show them Creator's eyes
Onto the path of the mystical teaching the math
No more to suffer, it's time for the wrath
Feel the power
On to the throne, the throne I come forth
Weapon of our rule, the verbs of great Thoth
Look at the sun dial, look at the child of man
Where's the faith in the Spirit, the master plan？
Opportunity, the spoils of religion of God-man
Hero to rescue the drum jam
Fire, water, air and earth, I am the fool
Teaching power that I never could learn in school
I am the teacher from the far and beyond
Turn an apple to a lotus, turn a rib to a wand
To compare me or dare me is foolish, it's more than a job
No entertainment, illogical odd God
Has come straight from Amon-Tet with the herb dish
Come with the Verb Stick, the bag of the new tricks
Stronger than ever, my intent of the universe
Coming of immortals is the strength of the verse
That's the power
4.Raise the Flag
Songwriters：Jason Richard Hunter
Descending from the tribes of Africa inspired by the great black
leaders
Vanglorious, this is protected by the Red
The Black and the Green with a key, zoom
Dynamic, articulate, perceptive, courageous, outspoken
One man is not a nation, Brother builds a Clan
Certer than the circle creates the better man
The colors, the brothers, the key, the motherland
This causes to assemble this blackman
Red, black and green are the colors of the flag on the rise
'Cause a nation should be guised
Another flowing, as I comfort sons and daughters
Knowledge leads the way, so I flow like Nile's waters
African-American rebel of authority
Majority, while I'm so-called minority
Sometimes they ask me, 'Why are you the rebel？
Is that the way you choose, attain the bass and treble？'
Yup, 'Brother, don't get deep,' that's what they tellin' me
Just like a sell-out, while society gets stronger and stronger
My race gets weaker and weaker
Maybe I can make a difference through a mic and a speaker
So my lyrics flow different than a hip-hop be bop
Mic controller who turns out to be the flop
My wisdom God-given, exercised 'pon a rhythm
Power positive and strictly Bible, that's how I'm livin'
Fortress we establish high, so none attack it
Back to the ways of our mathematic blackness
They can't solve it, it's somethin' they can't catch
Took respect off our lives, so now I'm snatchin' it back
Power flows in the nation, there is life in the key
Let us all bind together in the Red, the black, the green
One vanglorious way, through the heart, unified
And that should be the guide
For the younger nation, so they can build the tribes
After and beyond keep the colors alive
A message through lyrics and beats composed
Bring composure outstanding direct to those
Who understand what was taken, xeroxed and stripped naked
Today's pig shall be tomorrow's bacon
Education brings false words, what do they teach？
Everything that I learned I had to self-reach
What do you know of a race that's dyin' hourly？
The smartest men in the world, they in a bowery
Or either trapped or brain-washed on a come-up
Kicked to the butt, wake up, are you some kind of nut？
Are you blind, can't you see what's never seen？
We need some unity within the colors of the
(Red, black and green)
Garvey-like brotherhood flows with the vibe
And with the key, the flag is kept alive
The sense of power, native to a different land
Originality, fact that I understand
A black fist, black power and a black man
X-Clan take a stand with the other hand
Usin' this as a gimmick, yo man, I'll catch you
Fetch you, kick my foot and then direct you
In the right path, succotash
Don't ask me 'bout the aftermath
You do what？ Don't make me laugh
Dummy, I am protected by forces beyond you
Think before you step before the rebel, silly mortal, you
Wearin' Mother's tags, and you don't know what they mean
All you are concerned with is greedy man's green
Sportin' your medaillons, 'cause they matchin' with your outfit
Your posse's wearin' it, man, that's so illegit
Without definition you represent the fraudulent
Blessed with blackness, but now you're just doggin' it
Tooth for tooth, and a man for man
Ignorance take a pause and we'll all understand
Independence is one thing when unity is stronger
No one to realize the pressure last longer
I'm just one man who fears for the worst
'Cause if we don't take a stand someone will step first
And then no justice, no peace
Father Moses, Osiris, Oisis
Patrice Lumumba, Malcolm X
Marcus Garvey, Sonny Carson
The Blackwatch, Sissy!
5.A Day of Outrage, Operation Snatchback
Songwriters：Jason Richard Hunter
Outrage!
Blood to the concrete, tears to soil
And here's another word to make the other man foil
War, raised on your planet to a caveboy oppressor
Great one sends the aggressors
Thought we weren't comin' but it seems you made an error
Wrench in the mill work, systematic terror has arrived
Cornered by the order
Checkmate sucker, not a move, game's over!
Clocks bending backwards, many cannot get with me
A logical man, I'm the epitome
My black folks travel hard with claws of steel
Hearts kneel to the raw that speaks the deal
Vanglorious, voice of the many
Voice of the many of the man wanna get me
It's not safari, so don't make a move
Protection is the reason it's a different groove
Sun up to sun down, yo check the time
Mystic magic is more than a rhyme
I bring a little taste of the unearthed bass
Problem with the truth？ Then bring it to my face
I'm outraged as I write the page
A sun forged sword mince a wimp twelve gauge
Any day my son, I don't like guns
I don't like roses that I step on for fun
In the first place, 3rd Bass？ I'm at home
Waitin' for the pitch so I can chrome your dome
A Brother grand slam cuts a vine like butter
Pick up my monkey and back to the mother
On to the road to pimp the unpimpable
The untouchable, doin' the impossible
Kill the world of the age it flees
Ignorance swoops at the vulture's knee
It's time to make a step, it's time to make a move
Time for the nation, it's time for the groove
No justice, no peace!
The definition, you dick, with a nightstick
Here's a Nat Turner lick
Freedom or death! Yusef, to the crossroad
I'm there!
Walkin' through the streets with a great war cry
Had enough and not another one dies
Nine to the rescue, run the path
Down to the mortals, and lead the wrath
Them niggaz don't have permits and them takin' the bridge
What can you do, what can you say？
Life in the zero, the game we play
Fist up to get down, always ready to step
And if they hit me with that stick
Yo man I'll break your neck
I'll walk with the lions, stalk with the elephant
Pivot like gorilla, pigs become irrelevant
And you persist with legalities
I resist and rebel cause I'm reality
And while I'm boomin' this, I'm not a Humanist
I'm just a pro-black nigga and I'm doin' this
And don't you try to prove, that you can make a move
Because I'm outraged devil, it's a different groove
And if you come again, this shit'll never end
And we will fight through time through the very end
You get my point son？ You get my point dad？
I'm goin' back to your caves and I'm quite bad
I do a war dance, and cause a avalanche
And do the great pimp strut cause I'm a black man!
You see, we've been here before
The background then, the Pyramids
The background now？ The Statue of Liberty
Listen, the mission, Blackwatch
The destination the crossroad
And all pigs, step off! Sissy
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