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I had a thought
And I said...
maybe I can rock to this
in a trance rhymin on the block to this
the rhythm I get lost in it
find myself in the presence of immaculate.
not a care for the world though I've been brought in it
And upon a time I picked a pen up put words together made them rhyme
wicked mind and will to shine may have blended fine
I call it verbally rendered image of what lies beyond and of the present time
no question that the world is mine
infinite vibes from your root essence is science
group minds produced to introduce the greatest truths
that we may find, if you seek then climb
meet you at the peak, its fine
Where are connection's clearly defined
Unique designs intertwined and learned how to reach the skies
and as for the catastrophic cryptic scriptures
insight to slip the sickest twists to plots designed to hit ya
In the end of days I don't plan on comin wit ya
earth, air, fire water thats a helluva mixture
now peep this picture...
maybe I can rock to this
in a trance rhymin on the block to this
the rhythm I get lost in it
find myself in the presence of immaculate.
not a care for the world though I've been brought in it
And once upon a time, I wrote a letter to let you know whats on my mind
Dear Misses, I wrote to let you know that I miss ya
Like most stuck in a box of a bigger picture
Feel so close to home when I'm standing wit ya
Take me to the birth of when words were created
journey to higher learning anything we concieve we can make it
I read the giver and it got me thinking
Current Philosphies are not too different
one breath away from one bad decision
putting us all in a mental prison, fucked up my vision
pardon my french, I'm just a product of the inquisition
Decieved with fiction, it was written but I keep forgettin
The Holiest mission, makin the loneliest glisten
One more time...
maybe I can rock to this
in a trance rhymin on the block to this
the rhythm I get lost in it
find myself in the presence of immaculate.
not a care for the world though I've been brought in it
And upon a time I picked a pen up put words together made them rhyme
