My flow go harder than the Nile
Cradle of the civilized I spit Bible
Make water wetter never end it on a dry note
Babylon can sing but Zion hits the Chai note.
Got your ears wide open
But I aint trying to hear that you can call me Beethoven
I am a chosen, even if The Chooser’s joking
Smack talk right white boy but I’m loquin
Your Ego’s an Eggo on my Breakfast Table
People run their mouth when their mind is legless
Trippin’ liftin’ lines off the horizon
King of the jungle I’m Lion
Chorus: Hip Hop! Shoutin’ Out Zion X3
Rastas! Shoutin’ out Zion X3
Even Lil Wayne is Shoutin’ out ZionX3
Homey I live in Yerushalim, Shoutin out Zion, shoutin Mt. Zion
Fly like the night time lightning bug igniting on these crickets
With my feet on seperate mountains guess i’m two big for my bridges
Like a paradise, gamble on me I’m a shake this place til I take snake eyes to paradise
My words are rare cause the air I breathe is rarified
Whats a 50 listen when your sittin wit you biddy baby
I got maybe writen on my baby’s mamma baby’s bibby are you kidding me? Get it?
Hip hop be watching bobby, take your pick
Marley, Dylan, Ricky, flip the script
Humble up or get muscled up as I flex upon fake whack shit
I wipe my ass with the Unibombers and Jeffery Dhamer’s straight-jacket
My ish cray, enough with that
Got a microphone that’s stuck on check,
Mic check 1, 2 and all the rest
When it comes to Heeb Hop baby i’m the best.
My ish cray
Worst in my crew but that all snap so its thumbs up dude
My ish cray
Whats that they call him?
Oh Matt Bar he’s the Jewish James Baldwin
Haters when i see ya
Its Bless you even if you're shomer negeeya
Chorus2: Hip Hop! Shoutin’ Out Zion X3
Rastas!
Classical!
Country!
Death Metal!
DubStep!
Homey I live in Yerushaliam
Shoutin' Out Zion
Cradle of the civilized I spit Bible
Make water wetter never end it on a dry note
Babylon can sing but Zion hits the Chai note.
Got your ears wide open
But I aint trying to hear that you can call me Beethoven
I am a chosen, even if The Chooser’s joking
Smack talk right white boy but I’m loquin
Your Ego’s an Eggo on my Breakfast Table
People run their mouth when their mind is legless
Trippin’ liftin’ lines off the horizon
King of the jungle I’m Lion
Chorus: Hip Hop! Shoutin’ Out Zion X3
Rastas! Shoutin’ out Zion X3
Even Lil Wayne is Shoutin’ out ZionX3
Homey I live in Yerushalim, Shoutin out Zion, shoutin Mt. Zion
Fly like the night time lightning bug igniting on these crickets
With my feet on seperate mountains guess i’m two big for my bridges
Like a paradise, gamble on me I’m a shake this place til I take snake eyes to paradise
My words are rare cause the air I breathe is rarified
Whats a 50 listen when your sittin wit you biddy baby
I got maybe writen on my baby’s mamma baby’s bibby are you kidding me? Get it?
Hip hop be watching bobby, take your pick
Marley, Dylan, Ricky, flip the script
Humble up or get muscled up as I flex upon fake whack shit
I wipe my ass with the Unibombers and Jeffery Dhamer’s straight-jacket
My ish cray, enough with that
Got a microphone that’s stuck on check,
Mic check 1, 2 and all the rest
When it comes to Heeb Hop baby i’m the best.
My ish cray
Worst in my crew but that all snap so its thumbs up dude
My ish cray
Whats that they call him?
Oh Matt Bar he’s the Jewish James Baldwin
Haters when i see ya
Its Bless you even if you're shomer negeeya
Chorus2: Hip Hop! Shoutin’ Out Zion X3
Rastas!
Classical!
Country!
Death Metal!
DubStep!
Homey I live in Yerushaliam
Shoutin' Out Zion
