Don't Touch the Garment

[Dante] Tell me more about your life on Earth Great poet I know your deeds, but not the man you were [Virgil] Publius Vergilius Maro was my name I was the son of a commoner, and though I died a dozen years Before the birth of Christ, I foretold his coming in my works [Verse One: Xplain D Don] Don't touch the garment or you'll ruin the embalming of the god Tutankhamen Like the soot did the environment I spew vicious vomit Rebuke thee Iblis as you slither through the garden Serpentus I stay guarded I pray often, Bible verses and talisman, I'm brain storming A witch doctor reading Psalms, plus I take offerings Give charities to depraved orphans Stay proactive never play possum So tread wisely, these kingly robes is what I stay cut from I'm waving cards at guns and grenade auctions Remain cautious, (yo) or catch the Wreck of Hesperus For testing us, artisans carving out your grave sculptures This is Armageddon music, Dies Irae Captives out of Babylon singing amazing grace Hoping every oppressor on the way stays erased today So their kids have a place to play Word [Hook: Illgod] The garment stays royal, till we're in deep in the soil The garment stays royal, till we're in deep in the soil I say the garment stays royal, till we're in deep in the soil The garment stays royal, till we transcend all the way from the heaven to the soil [Verse Two: Xplain D Don] Don't touch the garment or you'll ruin the hem I'm shrewd with the bread, like I was of a Jewish descent Accost a snitch with a silver 30, I’m moving stealthily Picked his pocket and made sure every last penny of Judas is spent Approach me wrongly, you would be dead Hoipolloi covering nostrils, talking softly how putrid the smell Went through fiery furnaces, I'm used to this hell where Lucifer dwells Third eye behind my head so every Brutus is dispelled I linked up with P.T.F. and made moves at The Dell Drowned my woes with the booze and the herb Then proceed to spit the same blasphemy that had the disciples of Jesus impaled This is Armageddon music, Dies Irae Captives out of Babylon singing amazing grace Hoping every oppressor on the way stays erased today So their kids have a place to play [Hook: Illgod] The garment stays royal, till we're in deep in the soil The garment stays royal, till we're in deep in the soil The garment stays royal, till we're in deep in the soil The garment stays royal, till we transcend all the way from the heavens to the soil