Artist: Sunz of Man f/ Dreddy Kruger, Shy Album: The First Testament Song: Hotline (Psychic Hotlines) Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Hell Razah] Yo what's up man? Yo just maintainin, just chillin Goin through the same shit, that's all Yo I got, I found this paper, knawhatimsayin? It be talkin about that Illuminati stuff, some new world order Some Psychic Hotlines or Let's give her the call see what's up *numbers dialed* *ring* Hello, my Psychic Hotline [Chorus: Hell Razah] Dial 1-900 Free-Ya-Mind, Da Last Future, call us up if ya blind We don't need a phone to communicate with minds It's Hell Razah, hello my Psychic Hotline [Interlude: Hell Razah] Yo we got some callers, son Let's pick up the first caller, the first caller (Hello, my Psychic Hotline) We got the first caller (Put me through to the Psychic Hotline) [Hell Razah] Hello pranksters, too many gangsters in hip hop Without knowledge, it's like a pyramid built that ain't solid Ya ass will get blown away demolished You better study more jewels than college, I promise Who dare double dare to true scare those with peace street consequence To eat, rather West Coast than Middle East You be marked by the beast, that decrease that black race that increase Too much ocean, it get deep, for dreamers that's asleep Blessed be the meek, I be the strong first to weak The wolf vs. the sheep, to fight and like cowboys and Indians Cops and criminals, American citizens vs. aliens I dug up more lies than librarians Here I be Sha the King of the Israelians Use your little two ears to hear me in In the meanwhile, Razah reptiles, get exiled, who try to bite us With their poisonous, Silent Weapons For Quiet Wars, always be the noisiest Now you got riot squad, surrounded the house of God Pullin out their shotties, Illuminati agents Tryin to divine and conquer, ya heavenly body I study my roots while ya party, and get drunk off of Bacardi And rentin Ferrari's, a hell safari North America wilderness, Zoo York where animals stalk And work for the devil without a pitch fork Sellin pork of all sort, trying to kill off our righteous thoughts Now the wicked is fallin, hold on somebody else is calling Somebody else is calling [Chorus] [Hell Razah] "Yo I got things messin with my mind man" Psychic Hotline, the next caller, call from the south of the border Needed information on the new world order "I got a daughter and a son and a gun Which way should I go, Heaven is too high" Hell is too low, hello, I come forth in White Rose for Black Justice The untrusted, they get convicted, I predicted Ever since I was evicted from the house of the wicked Razah mental dead, swingin my double edge swords takin heads I'm givin vampires garlic bread, mattresses for they death bed I see three sixes inside ya forehead, with the same aim as an infared And slaves hang off they last thread, before the spread of bloodshed Hit those that be spoon fed, treasures of the wicked Prophet, nothin of the gifted, I'm from the city where the streets are gold The young and the old, ownl thrones, made the precious gems and stones All rise, let me exercise Yo I'm drillin in for the millennium, devils they be kill 'em I'm healin them, give them my competitors, face of the Syrians Draggin opponents through oblivion, taught by the teacher of experience You and your seed need to be camouflaged like fatigue Cuz greedin thieves be makin judgments on stolen land The Children Of Israel, expand in the village of the damn I meditate on Mount Fuji inside Japan Never let ya left know about ya right hand Understand don't bite it, I write it With thoughts of a Psychic, with Hotlines [Interlude: Dreddy Kruger (Shy)] Yo let me use the.. let me ask him a question, man How long you was on the phone God? Damn man (Yo I was on the phone with this Psychic) I'll break you son (I'm sayin son, can I do this? I got some questions that need to be answers I wanna know about the ebonics) Ebonics? I can tell you about the shit (Ebony? What that ebonics stand for Devils wanna know) I'm bout to go outside (I'm sayin, I wanna know) [Chorus]