1111 [OUTRO]

[Intro: Pure Ponder (Pure Ponder)]
One, two, three, four
Times
One (one, one, one)
Times
One, two, three, four
Times
One (one, one, one)

Times
One (four), two (and here comes the), three (three to the), four (two and)
One (one, one, one)
Times
One (four), two (and here comes the), three (three to the), four (two and)
One (one, one, one)

[Verse 1: Pure Ponder]
See what is killing me is what is I saw is what I really couldn't see
Saw the darks of days and caught the holes they try to fly to me
When they woke, but try to lie and see is why they lie to me
Cross my eyes and try to dot the T, a false dichotomy
We twist to try to see and witness with this raw psychology
We seen the light for c'est la vie, but I got the mic
So where the scholar be at?
Turn off the beat and
Follow me and
Feel what I'm kicking, jumping off the deep end
Flip on the breaker or turn it off
The power is never lost
We got to be digital in the end
We binary. It's time-sharing but what is done's done
It’s the End of Text; sextuple Zero. Rest is (ON ON)
The negative space we readily trace and date is dawned
When we accepted and faced the opposite of off is (one!)
So feel the EM field the kundalini coils round your spine with's
Strong enough to push 3 guys with 3rd eyes out of aninement
5 strikes to the body and 4 to the head to die for
If I was Born but lacking Knowledge, I couldn't complete my Cypher
When I was 9, Hip Hop was triggered in me to be satisfied
By the time I was 18, that was already like half my life
To be here not to stay, that is for certain asinine
When I'm hurtin and they ask me 'am I hurt,' I tell them
No in German. I ain't always quite as dope as I'm assigned
But I'm like that at least like 99 percent of the time
But that's old. So what's new? You're confused, so what helps?
You can survive on these tools, so breathe through

[Hook: Pure Ponder]
'Cause it's true
I want to fall away with you
'Til it's over. 'Til it's over
It's true
I want to fall away with you
And it's over when it's over

[Verse 2: Pure Ponder]
I hold the Culture, LMNO the P is for Pure
My Elements 4 real, we get them real endz though
They lead you through the dark in any Man's flight to try to find The Sun
And see what's lost in any Man's life was only never Won
When you and I verse together, ain't no biggest or smallest
What matters the is the likeness of gases, liquids, or solids
And when we master differences, through the garden we frolic
And call it Knowledge by Knowledge by Knowledge by Knowledge
The West End be teaching us to be thankful to Reverends
We presently see from this angle; wonder who was it...
(one, one, one, one)
That was it. Our angel number's 11:11
Make a wish