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