Lyrics Al Fateh (feat. African King Fre$h) - Sage Poet

Upset the set up with renaissance Of The Roots
Return of the golden age of the Sages Poet's of truth
Poor Righteous Teachers leaders Souls Of Mischievous youths
Bringing back the dungeon raps Adepts abbots of the Wu
Tru Magic Mos Definite Reflection's Blu
With eternal Black Thoughts of a Rebel settled for Coups
Boots Riley freestyling vibing with Murda Mooks
Boot camping with Osirus wilding In Brooklyn Zoos
Bringing back the Juice in Crews The Jungle in the Brothers
This is music from the gutter like The Jedi Box Cutter
Gov'nor Metal Face the villain Illest realest for you
Mind Violent By Design prime Artistry of Stoupe
Troops looping up the samples Havoc is in the booth
Shook crooks shows is cancelled I'm requesting salutes
From you mumble rapping bastard's my target's the golden Goose
I'm attacking I am strapping my Action is for your loot

I'm a rebel with a cause the devil's Making laws
So a higher spirit inspire with lyrics I'm settling scores
It's still death to the Babylon
A hop skip and a jump away from The Tropic of Capricorn
I'm magical like a wand these Africans are above and beyond
Get fly and we snatching your Charm
Together with Sage Poet and BA7 We're a Federation of brethren Who make dough rise like leaven
It's the rise of the 7 at the God Hour devour snakes who's denying Armageddon
Since you admire tired peasants
Your only option's getting fired From your sessions or retire with a Pension
To the youth I'm hoping you Inspired by the lessons
Preserve dying minds these rhymes cryogenic
Lusaka to Lilongwe and H-town
Taste the concrete when you face Down
Clowns we take down