From the forest comes the handle for the axe Split wilderness, listen up, this ain't where it's at Clear a path so you could find your way back Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down
Time flies by clouds passing in the sky here, then gone with the blink of an eye March through the desert one at a time through the desert one step at a time
From the forest comes the handle for the axe Drop the staff, Moshe rabbainu, split the in half March through the desert, this where it's at Chop 'em down, chop 'em Chop, chop 'em down, chop, chop 'em
Patterns engraved, not so erased Still wandering, tryna find place Playin' the game, I see pain on your Nowadays the yiddin, like sold as slaves
Strange running through the maze Strange ways always lost in the tryna find your way Lost, lost in the desert tryna find way
From the forest itself comes the for the axe Split this wilderness, up, this ain't where it's at Clear a path so you could find your way back Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down
Joseph, descended, as a slave Thrown into a dungeon he wouldn't be swayed pharaohs dream and Egypt was saved Stock, piled food for seven of rain to all the nations when the drought came
Joseph, to power and the yiddin stayed They to grow and success was made Pharaoh's getting worried, make 'em pay Bound in chains, first born was down to their graves
Moshe, was and a prince he was raised Hashem, spoke to him, here's a to relay my nation from Mitzrayim, I see the suffering Hard hearts, ego breaks, take and make way Trail blaze the wasteland breaking the chains
generation just the ruminants March the desert leaving footprints Peel off the lid this is just plastic, gotta get it, get into it hitter, stepping solid, never quitter, jump into the ocean Before it split, jump into it
Rip, rip in Egypt, get into it, my fire lit, just get into it 600,000 witnessed it, no you didn't forget, no you forget Rip, rip through Egypt, get into it, gotta jump into it, jump, jump it
In the desert, things are not what they seem camouflaged, just to fit the scene
Rip, rip through Egypt, jump it In the desert, things are not what they seem camouflaged, just to fit the scene
The is sitting in his throne of glory The king is in his throne of glory The king is in his throne of glory