𝑺𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒏:
Didn't I tell ya' I was coming back
Why ya' look 'pon me like it a surprise that I am back
I tell ya' I'm coming back and Now I'm back
And Now you're looking at me like it a surprise that I'm back
I am Ancient, I am from the beginning of times
I am coming back
I told you straight that I am coming back
And Now I’m back 'ah

𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂:
I'm Ancient - way before the Greek's Pythagoras
I roll with my slumdogs Solo and Valorous
They're mad at us just because we're stars - them hazardous
I'm back from the dead like Jesus from Nazareth
And it's not just me there's a pack of us
Before you see we coming smell the scent of the cannabis
We come in many styles and calibers
Crossing over borders - extending parameters
Watch us cleaning up shit like a janitor
Watch us firing on fifty-four cylinders
Surrounded by fifty-four coroners (corridor’s?)
Preaching the words of some Ancient Egypt philosophers
Can't see the Truth - then you might need binoculars
Babylon they try to suck fi' blood like Dracula's - Comstock's
But you can call me crew they're spectaculars
We're out of this world it's miraculous

𝑺𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒏:
What did ya' think was going to happen
I told you I was coming back to get what is rightfully mine
And Now you're looking at me like you're surprised
You didn't think I would just disappear like a thief in a d' night
When I tell you I will return - that means I will return
When I say I’m coming back - that means I am coming back
And Now I want what is rightfully mine

𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔:
(Ezekiel?) ten plus twenty-three [x2]

𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂:
An eagle I'm regal - ridiculous like Evel Knievel
Spreading only Love to the people
Never stop us - roll through like a vehicle
Performing such wonders and miracles
I had seven visions like Ezekiel
One - we were equal
Two - we eradicated evil and all of the powers they were handed back down to the people
Three - (…)
Four - (…) was crushed like a weevil and Buckingham Palace was declared as a state of upheaval
Five - ganja farmers were legal
Six - all diseases were curable like cancer and measles
And seven - on Earth there was Heaven - we broke down the chains and the shackles of their bludgeoned religion
This is naught no te-lie-vision
The victory was ours - Armageddon

𝑺𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒏:
Have you been paying attention - 
I am talking some serious things
Make sure you ears are kept open wide
This is naught no te-lie-vision
This is Reality with a real vision
I've told you that I’m coming to set the record straight
We nah’ take no (…)
(they’re fired?)

𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔:
(Ezekiel?) ten plus twenty-three [x4]