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