Dna Lyrics - Singles - Saul Williams

Feel the music son, we got you programmed like a beat 

When I press snare, yo, guard your grill 

Press kick, you move your feet, you can't compete 

I got my hydrants parked on every street 

I'm federal nigga, son of sun, come close and feel the heat 

I am the streets, the white lines only separate me from me 

You hydroplane in false gods name and still crash into me 

Sign and tree, mountainside, guardrail into the sea 

They thought they stole you from my arms then carried you to me 

Here's the key, DNA encoded in a beat 

White rocks in a vial, nigga, ain't got nuthin' on me 

Bitch I'm free, ask these editors at MTV 

Far as they know they're publishing some new school poetry 

Let it be 'cause even that will do to turn the key 

Doorways into other worlds, the truth shall set you free 

You are me, I am you, but also I'm he 

Shepherd of a bastard flock that grazes in the streets 

Feel the beat nod your head lean back, yo, touch your feet 

Let me see you pop that thang right there girl in your seat 

Feel the heat, count this page amongst your whitest sheets 

Comfort in my every word slide under countless sheep 

Hail Mary, Mother of God 

Got the whole host of angels shuffling in my iPod 

Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod 

Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows it, son, my word is my bond 

Tune my heart with mind, speak my nature, divine 

Callin' shit into existence back in '79 

With the future in my pocket tightly gripped like a 9 

Keep my finger on the trigger waiting for the right time 

Ancient niggas align, path of cosmic design 

Blood of kings 'cause Saturn's rings don't need no diamonds to shine 

Yes, the reason for the season, ornamented divine 

Coded Language of the mystics with my fist in the sky 

Keep your head up, we represent the real, my nigga dead up 

Book of the dead, history bled, this nigga fed up 

Led us to despair, some into prayer and they won't let up 

Until they got us worshiping them false gods instead of the realness 

God of the streets, my niggas feel this 

We nod our heads and worship through beats 

Go ahead and kneel 

It?s the love that makes the cipher complete 

And it?d displayed through the way the bass line marries the beat 

Hail Mary, Mother of God 

Got the whole host of angels shuffling in my iPod 

Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod 

Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows it, son, my word is my bond 

Tune my heart with mind, speak my nature, divine 

Callin' shit into existence back in '79 

With the future in my pocket tightly gripped like a 9 

Keep my finger on the trigger waiting for the right time 

Ancient niggas align, path of cosmic design 

Blood of kings 'cause Saturn's rings don't need no diamonds to shine 

Yes, the reason for the season, ornamented divine 

Coded language of the mystics with my fist in the sky 

Keep your head up