Lyrics:

Now children go when I send thee
Uh, now how should I send the law?
I'm gon' send the Killah Priest
Through the Sunz of Man
I'm gon' send in Bethlehem
It's the Sunz of Man, I'm gon' send in

A world premier on the frontier for a year
Those with the ear, let 'em hear
I ride the camel wearin' golden sandals
A golden shield for a forcefield
The silver spear, jasper armor flooded with the onyx
Silk garment, a silver cape, a nickel plate breastplate
A golden helmet, a purple robe clothed with the velvet
Pullin' my diamond sword through your pelvis
Collar shining like Elvis, studded clubs
A golden club, roll out the white rug
I'm above, show your love for the general
Badge made of emerald, never in jewels
Attending school of thoughts, red curtains, white turbans
Purple silk, blue quilt
Sipping soy milk as the scales tilt
Holy tablets made from the Abbot's finest fabrics
Crystal glass, gold rims flooded with gems
The son of Shem sing me hymns
Enjoy the royal smell, golden bells, King Soloman's spells
Holy vails, instruments of excellence
New Testaments, the anointed
Flamboyant rap for your enjoyment

And now children go when I send thee
Uh, now how should I send the law?
I'm gon' send the Prodigal Sunn
Through the Sunz of Man
I'm gon' send thee Bethlehem
Through the Sunz of Man, I'm gon' send thee

Under the condition, critical, political
Analytical, controversial, diversal, verbal
Daily rehearsal, my aura presidential
We shed your temple mental for life
I born supreme knowledge to make the wisdom my wife
No time for strife, decrease releasing through the mic device
You better think twice, precise or get crushed like ice
Ever since I been an MC, never knew nothing to be for free
The recipe consists of space, time and energy
Physical isolation escaping, revelation ever since creation
I see the slaves in my nation came to make a change
Live out my name, sustain the grain, considered strange deranged
Even insane in the brain, I felt the strain of pain
From the migranes and bloodstains, now I know the game
And only a few stay the same

Now children go when I send thee
Uh, now how should I send the law?
I'm gon' send the Heaven the Hell Raz'
Through the Sunz of Man
I'm gon' send thee (Brooklyn, Bethlehem, Bethlehem)
Through the Sunz of Man, I'm gon' send thee, Bethlehem

What up, son? Nothing but clouds and the UFOs
What's goin' down? Nothing but souls as we open scrolls
I was born as a grandSun of Man from Abraham
Brooklyn was my Bethelehem, I blessed the land where children keep a gun in hand
Misunderstand my plan, you drown in the quicksand
Hair wrapped like Arabs from Iran
We crash clubs, black blood, shed for money love
Backstabber's hugs, little kids follow thugs selling drugs
Unlawful marriages, miscarriages, savages living fabulous
Building drug palaces, players play 'til that day of repentance
A one way entrance, a death to life sentence
I'm like a banker, when I bank I raise my interest
Hell Razah, I come with prophecies, mission is possibly animosity
Keep you watching me
The golden owl, while you approach
I make your coach throw in the towel
Use you consonants and vowels
Precious jewels stress them fools
Drop your tool, start repentin'
Now go where I sent them

Now children go when I send in 60 Sec
Uh, now how should I send the law?
I'm gon' send the one by one
One was the ity bity baby
Two was the palmentor, south pole
Three was the hebrew, children
Four was the son standin at the door
Three was the hebrew, children
Two was the palmentor, south pole
One was the ity bity baby
Wrapped all in that
I may know what you gon' name that
A stranger that's born, born as a Sun of Man
You and you, Sunz of Man want you
You and you, you and you
Sunz of Man drop jewels, you and you
You and I Vs. to make the Sunz shit work