it on your camcorder, display ideas never thought of Joe Aton the man the mystic the ma-son Golden fleece your physical science like Ja-son Scoiety cro
Decimate, your brain, I detonate Chill with germs then further instigate Create, which means to build something Words to thoughts to flesh, now I wanna kill something Motherfuckers, Lost Secret
perversion, sewing seeds of blashphemy Shall be devoured by the Worm of Seth for all eternity As I blast ya mind's eye, illumination of a comet Openin' the Lost Secrets
Kings Pillars, for realla Within' my faithful breast lies the secret of secrets Death be the penalty, if you speak it [Chorus: Lost Secret (G-Clef Da
fall down And like so many others heard and felt a loud explosive sound This is my father's world and to my listening ears Lost Secret sings the music
the fiction stupid bitches The ominous, stab you with an Obelisk Soundwaves collide your thoughts like clashing oxen, bitch [Chorus x4: samples] "Lost Secret
there was no more drugs in Queens No reason to thug for cream, that life was lived for love it seemed No seperation, between the spirit and science Jews
gain, with they sights on fame Got ice in they veins, and not enough light in they frames No shackles and chains, just bullets and brains And lost souls
[G-Clef Da Mad Komposa:] I got the blues for strife of humanity Vanity, greed and excess, material insanity is empty But they don't know the hologram
[Intro: G-Clef Da Mad Komposa] Yo, Metatron look at these mortals They got like, 20 different demigods crucified to save mankind [G-Clef Da Mad Komposa
and who do you trust? Presenting Lost Secret, and yea we know what's up [Hook] [Outro: Jakineko] Melchizedek, Metatron, Lost Secret, Lost Secret
dreams so fucking retarded, there's more than rap and b-balling Why can't you be a doctor, or try to sell some real drugs Leave Hip Hop to Lost Secret
(feat. Soul Kid Klik) [Storm Da Ghetto Mutant:] I be the Donna Corleona smokin' emcees like balona Slingin' Provolna from New York to California So-
the mystery schools from the beginning of time We are descendants of the ancient Magi themselves We are the guardians of the Lost Secret And now, as
re living proof that wack emcees are alive But still you don't exist and when I say it you get pissed Don't' get angry, remember Lost Secret's letting
(feat. Christbearer) [Multiple talking & shouting] [G-Clef Da Mad Komposa:] My CD did a driveby on yours in three different whips And Platexd kill
(feat. Seoul Kid Mike) [Intro: G-Clef Da Mad Komposa] Mortals, meet the immortals Superior beings, from another plane of reality Another thought process