[Intro: Method Man]
Shout out to Morocco, what's going down?
This your boy, MEF, Mr. that is
Capital M, capital E, capital F
I'm here to speak upon things, one of your hometown favorites
My boy Cilvaringz, doing big things upon this
We gon' make it pop like this
Ya'll wanna see what time it izzy
Man, this is in the name of Allah
RZA, Shabazz the Disciple, Masta Killa
Killah Priest, your boy John-John Blazini
Let's do it

[Verse 1: Masta Killa]
Listen, the wise elder spoke, write as I quote
Then open the seal and reveal these things
That will come to pass, if you can last through the storm
Man will be tested in all forms
The flesh will be beaten into submission
Forgiveness has been given to spare your life
Still your eyes gaze when you greet my wife
Sinful thinking and strong wine and drinking
Led to the destruction of such men as Samson
The grace period given for those who will repent
Those other than righteous, Masta Killa was sent
The time is at hand, as I walk the land
From the UK, back to the streets of BK
Given sight beyond sight, to write the unseen
No amount of treasure can measure the gift given
To speak the unspoken, it's the chosen
[Verse 2: Killah Priest]
I need one cup of Dracula's blood, two virgins
Dressed in all black, to start my sermon
One heart of a merchant, one teeth of a priest
The head of a monk, mixed in a bowl, with the 9/11 souls
I see him in the sign as the revel was told
I read the scroll, but I'm still blindfold
Wait, I need more ingredients, so I look for the seeds of disobedience
Chop off the foot of Bush, throw him in the pot, let him cook
With every word I jot in this book, I pray the FBI's overlook
The recipe for America's destiny
Teks will squeeze at the dragon, I stab him in the abdomen
Free the Palestinians, free the Africans
Free humanity from the insanity, our planet bleeds
Mystery cycles of symbols and idols
I skim through Bibles, Qu'rans, been through temples to old mosques
Stepping through the Garden of Eden where the vengeful angels blow rods, Oh God, save us from the outrageous Pagans
I spray guns 'til the barrel's empty
I'm like Moses to Pharaoh's envy, turn of the century
Burning in misery, then...

[Chorus: Shabazz the Disciple]
In the name of Allah, whom we give thanks and praises
They turn us from the wages, watch over your saviors
You gave us life, made us upright and raised us
You wrote the book, we live according to your pages
In the name of Allah, who we give thanks and praises
They turn us from the wages, watch over your saviors
You gave us life, made us upright and raised us
You wrote the book, we live according to your pages
[Verse 3: Killah Priest]
When the holy father spit, you see the bottomless pit
Demons rise out, Shabazz close the door, this' God's house

[Salah Edin praying]

[Verse 4: RZA]
Titanium fangs, skull nearly mammal
At the holy city of Mecca, on the back of a talking camel
Grey Flannel Cologne, crazy ammo get blown
Wherever I sit, son, that is my throne
I'm the reason why time started, I be the kind-hearted
Trying to bust me, you aiming at a blind target
Designed with a sublime for the vintage
I control the whole, don't deal with no percentage
Even with a 3.5 mil deposit
Your life is still illusive like a CGI composite
Where your mind and your body discombobulate
Need to regenerate, let your mental seed ovulate
For nine months in the womb of my wisdom
You may find a program to descramble the system
And cause a glitch, whether bright day or black pitch
We strive to build homes and stack chips
From the ice of Alaska, to the heat of Calabasas
We overthrew the master, we build our own casa
Remove the impostor, take it up an octave
As my vibe continues to energize those chakras
Out of Allah mercy, I speak these verses
To help bring the truth from beneath the surface
To help get the proof from beneath the churches
Defeat Shaitan and complete the circle
[Verse 5: Cilvaringz]
I move with a strike of elegance
Like Saladin on a horse backed by saracens
Where flowers open in my path and the rulers bow their heads
But see, I'm quick to direct
Their face to the house of Mecca, the stone of Abraham
A word alone will enslave a man
Deeply to the sword of Islam, though he resides with his mom
In the Pagan land and sits calm
Praying to the cross of Christ with his wife
But the Qur'an claims Christ never lost his life
To the crucified punishment of Roman justice
And that's why the Bible cannot be trusted

[Chorus: Shabazz the Disiciple]
In the name of Allah, whom we give thanks and praises
They turn us from the wages, watch over your saviors
You gave us life, made us upright and raised us
You wrote the book, we live according to your pages
In the name of Allah, whom we give thanks and praises
They turn us from the wages, watch over your saviors
You gave us life, made us upright and raised us
You wrote the book, we live according to your pages

[Salah Edin praying]

[Outro: Shabazz the Disciple (Masta Killa)]
Word, we got Prince Rakeem, Masta Killa, Cilvaringz
John Blaze, S.T.D., In the Name of Allah
(Yo, yo, one-two, one-two, turn my mic up a little bit
Turn the headphones up just a little bit
Turn the frequency up a little, yo...)