Lyrics

It be the peace, Allah, ja Ellegua, Shangó, Ogún Abasadubiago [?] With the brand new concepts Islamo-Rasta, yeruban technologies Syncretical for your soul peace Available now on the big piece, electric Run, don't walk, through the hectic Jungles of the concrete Shadows on the graven obelisk Monocle swimmin' through the cold water Purity, dick [?] under the black smoke Do a little dance with your hoodie pulled up if you feel that way We carve the days of the future from the present The pleasant dark nights Sing a lonely song, beautiful Music is melancholy The whisper of the dead hummin' strong in the heart of the livin' A circular creature A given merc in your feelins to clear out the way for the flowers of your new emotional garden I'm coastin', I'm coastin' through the farthest reaches of your interior mindspace Time tastes sweet on the tongue of the immortal grio Dios mio te Ophelio Hittin the combos a la Cubano, miro los mano Africano, Romano, San Francisco, Honolulu, [Karukuku?] Your dooby cuckoo, shoop, dooby doos, Zoot, doobies cool a fool, oops, truly schoolin' fools, hooty hoo, dutifully put more bars into the forever song Huh, one long verse till I'm dead and gone and even beyond that Your boy just a part of life happenin' Empty my head of these raps that be swimmin' in circles up in there Hit you with the aloe veras, gray matter, skin care, blood of the succulent, soothin' the cuts in your soul, skin tissues, in Vishnu mantras, no answers Style like that of a praying mantis combined with a panther's Dancin' to nothingness Enchanted, the trouble just drip off you, left with the real Yes, yes, ya'll, real hip hop Zig zag zig, Allah You gon' overstand when the curtain drawn Hurt the song murder, murder it in fact Need a hearse for the track, call the coroner My metaphysical compact disk spins forever in your brain piece Call seven-seven-seven to order that Explore the black visions that project into the back of your mental The math of it be snappin' your pencil in half, God The numbers be bigger than mere graphite The morning assembles itself from the remnants of last night Existence is suffering Peace is the antidote Dig for the joy deep inside of you The joy pop out of your soul and say hi to you Love be the truth, it never lie to you You lie to yourself about it, though, sometimes That's a difference and important distinction if I may say so Slay so, cray so, dang yo, me slang so amaze so gang so, halo Gang bang major, man, hit the pager for the yayo See me gettin the mayo, no I'm playin' yo Who said what now? Mystical, magical, hip hop rap Yea, fuckin' underground Listen to the sounds of the drum, wow Pound in the one down into the ground Plant the tempo of the soul circus I travel with Breakin' the love, bread, have a bit Life is a drugsale, haggle a bit Thug at a candle-lit table in a three-piece suit Your boy Zoot, hella peace, [?] Skeet, skeet, skeet on the lips of a beautiful angel Dip in the beautiful tangle of life The ropes of existence get knotted [and hearted?] in the seaspray, captain Oh, captain, go down with the ship Uh, confounded, I'm one with the sound that's inside of me Uh, bound to be free Hounds at the gate of my centrality Undoubtedly the most ferocious opus generator Plenty haters hate as if it was worth it Sip on the perfect circular nectars of vectors Triangulate geometrical potions and rose-ical notions of the holy flower Holdin' the hand of the mind clock Shine hot, fire on the fantasy, hand me the [?], we gon' rise above Hide your love away from the devil bird that be flyin' with the eye panoptical, man Uh, the Cancer tropical, Moon-style Retrograde Set the pace Let the race win you The great Hindu pantheons active in the corners of your animal bones [Abasadubiago?], yo Your boy fuckin' a problem, man Plus I handle my own Stand on my own two Ya'll ought to stand on your own, too Nobody own you Circular repetitions of the positivity Vision impossibilities, wow We live in the now Right now