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Beneath The Surface Lyrics - Beneath The Surface - Gza

On a man-made lake there's a sheet of thin ice 

Where unskilled skaters couldn't figure-8 twice 

That's sixteen uncut direct from the cult 

Head on assault, the result death by the bulk 

In a vault, they spoke about the average loss per mission 

That was seen by a king in a prophetic vision 

Like a plane crash from a bomb blast 

Special broadcast, slot time with con cash 

They kept the jury quiet and now the riot will form 

While satanic man now hang in his dorm 

I swing on you fake radio personalities 

Who boost ya ratings with hypes behind casualties 

And fire shots with low-pressure water gun play 

But instantly slap ya five like it's Palm Sunday 

I fashion the first tool, from the elements the Earth use 

And built it to a complex network of communications 

You're up against a hopeless situation 

I screen every vehicle from enemy observation 

Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror 

Increase the fog significantly, change the era 

Check my wind pattern, it's heading west 

Success is freedom but failure can mean death 

Humans sweat and aim shovels, dig up the debris and rubble 

Permanent damage caused by the W 

Now who cowardly urge you to merge through 

And think the workers will serve you? 

The Sonic marvel who just dropped the next novel 

Worldwide, rapidly marred in marble 

It's a countless amount of emcees I saved 

And them same niggas wanna squander those gifts I gave 

 

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Scratch underneath the surface, where does your purpose lie? 

It seems our will is worthless, like we're pawns beneath the sky 

Fates erased by reason and passion's just a whim 

Feel empty so I breath in, keep myself from giving in 

 

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Love and hatred, moments most sacred 

Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of oasis 

Think back on niggas I ate with, spent the day with 

Guns we played with, niggas I relate with 

We broke bread, I heard through a vine niggas worked for the Fed 

Sent out secretly to take my head 

I laid back and meditate to the words they said 

Skipped town for a month and grew some dreads 

Had a friend tell my family I was dead 

Returned at the last fall of the autumn leaf 

Operate the plan accordingly in case the Feds are recording me 

Sign all documents using forgery cause just a mere thought of me 

I'm like Solomon, spoke bluntly, told the world, "I'm black and comely" 

Howls from the grave haunt me, the smell of death's upon me 

I dwell in the Hills like Gandhi 

Been in the presence of mad peasants and old kings 

Who sold everything on a quest for God's Divine 

Slept in caves to get a clear mind 

Who prayed three times, when the Moon lit and when the Sun rise 

I met dwellers in the desert, talked to shepherds 

Been in the mouth of many leopards 

Felt the death kiss of Satan's mistress 

Walk through vacant districts, before religions I studied pagan scriptures 

True philosophers and physicians on the cure missions 

Who harden their hearts toward the weak, sick and inflicted 

Candles lit, gamble with a bitch 

Who made me love her when I touch her, soft paws hide claws 

Bees with sweet honey in they mouth 

Have bitter stingers at they tail 

Walk through the chambers of death, take a hole onto Hell 

Embracing her was like embracing the third rail 

 

Scratch underneath the surface 

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