**(Song Title: "The Blessin' (From the House of Micah)")** **(Intro)** *(A thunderous, horn-heavy New Orleans bounce beat drops. Snare rolls, deep 808s.)* **MYSTIKAL (Ad-libs):** YEEEAAAAH! IT'S THE DANITE CREW! **WHAT?** C'MON! **WHAT?!** GOTTA GET IT! **(Verse 1)** We ain't got no king, so we out here on the scrounge! SENT FIVE TO SCOUT, from the town, Zorah we launched! Found a freelance preacher, on a hilltop, what a find Pay-to-pray Levite, with a one-track mind! We said "Bishop, bless this mission, see what's in the cards!" Man said "Flee in peace! I got your back, disregard!" We moved on out, touched down on the land of Laish THEY WAS CHILLIN'! Peaceful! A total cash cow, what a *blessin'*! **(Chorus - Chanted, hyped)** GOOD LAND, GOOD LAND, DON'T LACK A THING! **YEAH!** GOOD LAND, GOOD LAND, DON'T LACK A THING! DON'T BE SLOW, LET'S GO, GET YA GUNS AND BRING THE CREW! GOD GAVE IT! GOD SAVED IT! DAN GONE' TAKE IT! **WOO!** **(Verse 2)** SIX HUNDRED OF US, armed to the teeth, HEADIN' EAST! But first, we made a 'nother little stop, for a piece! My five scouts said "They got idols, ephod, all that shine!" I said "PULL OVER, DANITES! We gon' make that MINE!" Knocked on Micah's door, that preacher lookin' shook! **WHAT?!** Six hundred deep at the gate, he knew we came to *look*! Took the silver God, took the golden shrine! Took the priest himself! Said "Father, come align! Serve ONE man? Or serve a WHOLE DAMN TRIBE?! Better benefits package, let your spirit thrive!" His heart got glad! Man grabbed his loot and came! We left Micah standin' there, hollerin' his name! **(Chorus)** GOOD LAND, GOOD LAND, DON'T LACK A THING! **YEAH!** GOOD LAND, GOOD LAND, DON'T LACK A THING! DON'T BE SLOW, LET'S GO, GET YA GUNS AND BRING THE CREW! GOD GAVE IT! GOD SAVED IT! DAN GONE' TAKE IT! **WOO!** **(Bridge)** *(Beat cuts to a sparse, menacing synth bassline. Mystikal's voice gets low and conspiratorial.)* Micah came runnin', screamin' down the lane! "You stole my gods! My priest! My everything! Y'all insane!" We turned and said **"MAN, DON'T START THAT NOISE!** OR OUR ANGRY BOYS GONE MESS UP YOUR POISE! Leave it alone! Go home! Get back in your house!" He saw the numbers, man, he quiet as a mouse. **(Verse 3)** Then we marched on Laish, that peaceful little spot! THEY NEVER SAW US COMIN'! THEY DID NOT HAVE A LOT! We took it by the sword! BURNED IT TO THE GROUND! Built our own city DAN! On their holy mound! Set up the idols, had that priest bless the place! Jonathan of Moses' line, puttin' God's name to the *disgrace*! We worshipped that statue while the real house stood in Shiloh! In the days with no king, you gotta make your own halo! **YEEEEAH!** **(Outro)** *(Beat returns full force with ad-libs)* THE BLESSIN' FROM THE HOUSE OF MICAH! **WHAT?!** THE GODS, THE PRIEST, THE WHOLE SET-UP! **WHAT?!** WE TOOK IT! WE RAN IT! WE NAMED IT! **WHAT?!** DAN! **WHAT?!** DAN! **WHAT?!** IN A LAND WITH NO KING! EVERY MAN DO HIS OWN THANG! **WHAT?!** *GET IT!* *(Beat fades with final shouts and horn stabs.)*
