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