Mas

It be the peace, Allah, ja
Ellegua, Shangó, Ogún
Abasadubiago [?]
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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