(Intro)
Yeah..its T.h-c I just wanna ask one thing , What’s a rule man? What’s a rule to a savage? I don’t follow nobodies rules, I live by my own rules, the rules of the world, rules of the natural world, I follow my instinct, I use my n/um, ancient African wisdom, follow me

(Chanting)
N/um n/um n/um n/um hayi yayaya n/um n/um n/um n/um hayi yayaya
N/um!

(Chorus)
I get as lifted as a Bushman (hayi yayaya), I get so Lifted call me Bushman (hayi yayaya)
I be so lifted call me Bushman (hayi yayaya), I be so lifted call me..

(Verse 1)
Call me Shaman, I got the burning bush in my hand, you know I know my plants, see my smoke signals, plus my chants got these Sara Baartman’s doing butt claps all around the heat, I don’t love even one, I’m all about the eland, do you see how I count it? Then I feed her more pipe than Pocahontas, then I’m bouncing, I’m going out hunting, I’m the khan of my yard, Yeah! That’s why they wanna study me, act buddy buddy in the name of research, but end up fearing T.H, bitch it’s in my DNA, they don’t sell no skills at pick n pay, but if you ever cross me, better stay in your cave, cause I’m cold like the ice age, primitive, all I think is tree, mate, sleep, eat, play, come in my way, you get stomped out by a stampede, of mammoths, oh yeah, I know you heard cause, the writings on the wall, you see what the clay says, the Gods are crazy man, see us at the spot making bottles fall from the sky and we, blowing blunts with Sumerians, the bushman is an alien

(Chorus)

N/um mode, n/um mode, blood out my nose, hieroglyphic scriptures, I’m a visual learner, mesmerized by what I see, its tranquillity, kind of terrorizes me, a portal navigation to the soul, the opening of the third pupil, is similar to the sensation of ejaculation, it’s a mind fuck, buss a mind nutt, and think, my hut is flying saucer, I said my hut is a spaceship, the first alien that aliens met, they landed, and now they coming back, but this time I’m ready for ‘em, I’ll never let another thief get me in the night, my preparation you might call paranoia, but this is no prescription, at the rate that I take it, it’s ridiculous, it’s as if, it’s delicious, I can hear the tiniest whispers and smell cats whiskers, everybody pissed off? Where the fucks the spliff jar, I hit it, then I’m back wanting more gold than Egyptians, Mayan science, plus the heart of a Viking, eyes like the Khoi-san, getting head from Europeans, call me King Sapien, the craziest Capetonian, I been, modified genetically to be, better than me, that’s evolution for you, I keep growing, higher and higher, I feel like King Shaka, with a semi, I hear the theme song every time I’m sipping on that henney, I’m power hungry, I could eat a whole battery, plus your girls like fossil fuel the way she gassing me, Kush got me like swoosh, all through the galaxy, I don’t even know, how to spell gravity

(Chorus)