[Professor X]
   Come one, come all. We have the elixir that cures all that ails you
   Traveling the four corners of the road. Straight from the well, as it
   pointed the hill the remnant to your hell(?). Come, Yahweh! Come
   Joshua! Come, David! Confrontation with the soul has come!
  
   [Brother J]
   In the ways of God!
   Xodus, feel the vibes of the wrath of God!
   Spoke the biological are God, one
   Systematic terror, that's forever
   Big Lord shredder, legendary weed getter
   The dark president, the dark sun resident
   Will give more reason to impeach a president
   And all the puppets in the other square lay
   Supporting three Ks and Amerikkka can wait
   So now a brother bears fruits and herbs
   Cause apples pie's toxic, it slurs my words
   And how could I reach a Black nation?
   The vibration, sensations, like that!
   Is that a combat? And either pimp slap?
   There's other missionaries who would have me off track
   But heed is a lead is a positive sin
   And you can't you can't stop me, so let's stop your grin
   So prepare your mind like a [sic] A to the M
   From the Genesis to the Revelations and
   Here comes the kick of the Xodus riff
   It goes a little something like this, check it out:
   1-2-3 and a 3-2-1
   Here comes the rhythm of the warrior's dun
   Shut out the mind to the God Te-Hun
   As we begin with the warrior's flex
   Yeah!
   Fee to the Fi and Fo to the Fum!
   I smell the game of four wicked mortal men
   Try to play my mind, try to play me humdrum
   But now it gets dumb, and here comes the sum
   More and more and more, and this loud cry, “Free”
   Siggy-siggy glance and the
   Now my attitude is worse than an AK
   Clip never stopping when it's time to kick or spray!
   I jiggy-jiggy-jiggy-judge a brother won't budge
   Now kick it to the middle, cause that's how you get 'em
   Now, God, now what's a brother do?
   I try to keep my patience, but now I'm out the truth
   One-Zero, now I crew shoed
   Bad attitude cause I have enough food
   Next days, they try to condemn me
   But, yo, I'd just be me as it remains it will be
   Friggy way these verbs stick the whole nine
   Part of the thighs of the cosmic child
   Got your clean cut American
   Strictly African, my look is terrorism
   What's the seravist, don't call me Communist!
   I'm just a bro'!
   Not New Jack or Joe
   And Freedom or Death, this means I'm going for broke
   It means my life is my death
   My attitude should reflect
   I met a dude, the cosmic god
   All father respect
  
   [Professor X]
   The Xodus! Come forward, young black. What ails you? You say the
   value in your system rejects to feeling outrage? Take a sip. Ah! Feel
   the surge. The red! The black! The green! Through your veins to your
   heart, come stomp with me!
  
   [Brother J]
   Back from the peak of Heaven, the depths of Hell
   If you feel voodoo, and here's my spell
   To teach my people, and, Yes, rock well
   And very, very black
   I hear some niggas talking 'bout they'll paint the White House black
   I'd blow the sucker up and pressure on the attack
   And Frontline, you'll find, the government swine
   Find themselves caught up in a bind
   But when will you figure
   A vibe in a vigour
   A pro-Black nigga, Black nigga, Black nigga!
   Or would you ask me if I'm a humanist?
   Or down with Swiss Miss or anyone from the abyss?
   We're down to the core
   I can't take it no more!
   With no legend or
   Almost prove law
   With no funny moves for the earthly residents
   Cause Dark Sun Riders were firmly handling
   So, on to the school of common sense
   In God we trust, the Xodus
  
   [Professor X]
   Come diddy-dum. To the flag: the red the black and the green! Ah!
   Alafia (?) and do good. Tu-tah and mallah (?), da-da. Peace!