From the forest itself the handle for the axe Split wilderness, listen up, this ain't where it's at Clear a path so that you could find way back Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em
flies by like clouds passing in the sky Lifetime's here, gone with the blink of an eye March through the desert one step at a March through the desert one at a time
the forest itself comes the handle for the axe Drop the staff, Moshe rabbainu, split the ocean in March through the desert, this ain't it's at Chop 'em down, chop 'em Chop, chop 'em down, chop, 'em down
Patterns engraved, not so erased Still wandering, tryna find place the game, I see pain on your face Nowadays the yiddin, like sold as slaves
Strange ways running the maze Strange ways always in the desert tryna find your way Lost, lost in the desert find your way
From the forest comes the handle for the axe Split this wilderness, listen up, this ain't it's at Clear a path so that you find your way back Chop 'em down, 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em
Joseph, descended, as a slave Thrown into a dungeon 'cause he be swayed Interpreted dream and Egypt was saved Stock, piled food for seven years of Sold to all the nations when the came
Joseph, rose to power and the yiddin started to grow and success was made Pharaoh's worried, let's make 'em pay Bound in chains, first born was sent to their graves
Moshe, was and a prince he was raised Hashem, spoke to him, here's a message to Take my from Mitzrayim, I see the suffering Hard hearts, ego breaks, take sparks and way Trail blaze through the breaking the chains
Last generation just the March the desert leaving footprints Peel off the lid this is just plastic, gotta get it, get into 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 lit, just get into it 600,000 witnessed it, no you didn't forget, no you forget Rip, rip through Egypt, get into it, gotta 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 desert, things are not what they seem Snakes camouflaged, just to fit the
The king is in his throne of glory The is sitting in his throne of glory The king is sitting in his of glory