[Lyric] M.D.M. / Master Divine Master Mind Detect Mind (Killah Priest & Shaka Amazulu the 7th)

[Verse 1: Planet Asia]
Outer space vintage
Victoria’s finished
Give you the business
The knowledge is endless
I’m just a chemist slash legend
Cake stashed, heavyweight
Cash reverend
Selling ‘caine
My motto used to be “no half stepping”
Stash the weapons, my ass crept in
With a mask, facing the task most challenging
The past tested
With the weight of the world on my shoulders
Studying lessons and manifesting my destiny to the essence
Carbon-based alien race rap
High science natural state black
The wild function
Style junction
Versatile production
Mind detect mind, it’s nothing
We just number-crunching
[Hook]
Mind detect mind
Stay strong, live divine
Created by design
From God greatest mind

[Verse 2: Killah Priest]
The gangster hour logos on his wings
Check me, king
The ego of a eagle, the Elohim
The pharaoh rocking the scarab beetle
The beast supreme
Y’all end is flyest
I’m from a ghost world
I came to earth, riding elephant
Our flesh morphed from smoke into pearls
From pearls into melanin
Gold skeleton
My throne sit on a throne on top of a throne
Register the nebula, the rocket is flown
Cop it, the name is unknown
Cosmic prophet, from the flames I move stones
Dr. Conscious
Dr. Strange of the Wu [?]

[Hook]
Mind detect mind
Stay strong, live divine
Created by design
From God greatest mind
[Verse 3: Hus Kingpin]
My eyes blink fire
Gunshots for higher
My first Siberian tiger stitched by Elijah
Lock this next strip
That’s a prophet’s drip
Yo, fuck all that friendly shit
I’ll empty this grip
I make the semi do a split
That’s two niggas hit
Tighten them screws in your wig
We cold chilling, laying on the moon
While your blood spill like the champagne room
Play the bass tune, the flute sound the alarm
I hit the wave-room
Real surf and Bali don, Vatican
I walk with the gods ‘cause they know me
I was born with it
They ain’t got a priest, unfortunate
Porcelain skin bitch
She talking it, proportionate tits
We lost in the mix
Yo, I can ride this beat horseless
It sound like I’m rhyming with Porsche tints
I dog-walk you niggas who bitch-made
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