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two concepts here.....destroying in order to create, replacing the impure with the pure.....and acknowledging that to not choose life, is to choose death....
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Enlightened wise hip-hop, conscious, street, real, grimey, spiritual, ignorant, masonic, alternative, classic, progressive, revolutionary, freestyle, positive,
Listen as wordsmith and sage Mt.Sinai weaves 15 years of study & spiritual practice into a tapestry of sound. Delivering a message which resonates in the heart and mind, Sinai’s recorded music and healing energy-charged performances assist in the spiritual evolution of the listener, and the world. Mt.Sinai makes music for those who seek, and those who struggle. He provides a soundtrack to those in search of peace and light, as well as those who live in darkness and chaos. Having experienced the extremes of the spectrum, Mt.Sinai is able to entertain as he guides the listener toward the calm center we all seekconsciously or unconsciously.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #20,489
Peak in subgenre #1,562
Author
M.Simpson/Nebula
Rights
2006 House Of Wisdom
Uploaded
April 02, 2006
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:40
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D2C These are signs of the times, there’s no rewindin’ the signs So pay mind to the signs, there’s no rewindin’ the times I’m sending spiraling rhymes, like hollow tips outta nines To shatter misperceptions, the truth is hittin’ your mind Grippin’ your mind, and ultimately shiftin’ your mind The Divine in your spine is just like you’re sniffin’ a line -It’ll activate you, I break fool, break records on microphones Understand the overtones, soul flow in the psychic zone Like an aura, all around- maybe you don’t believe The truth is ultraviolet- maybe you just don’t perceive A jewel will elude you ‘til you tune into the wavelength Perhaps you ain’t ready, you should chill & save strength I’ve paved the way, from the base to the tenth peak & now we’re finally coming of age like Memph Bleek I speak to the brave warrior spirit who has faith What it take for us to face the Father of Time & Space? Chorus It’s the prophet/pariah, from the street to Mt. Moriah Mount Si, the Alpha/ Omega, truth & the lie Destined to rest in the sky, blessed be the eye & the ear Of he with the wisdom to see & hear Mic in my hand makes my temperature rise, there’s none hotter Every verse I spit in public ends with ‘damn, that kid got it!’ God’s spit spills from my grill, I gotta rep it Step it up & keep it moving, my thought process’ kinetic Connecticut cats connect the whole N.E. region To a nation that’s unbelievin’, battle MCs in legions Breathin’ legends bring Heaven-sent messages to the heathen With a feverish heat- I’m a King like Stephen I stomp kingdoms, my creepshow flow is a needful thing Thoroughly crushin’ the corrupted state of things that evil brings I’ll level your city, like it was Sodom & Gomorrah Solitude’s an opportunity, meditate & study Torah Don’t ignore the thorns in your side, bringin’ you down Only fool’s too proud to form them thorns into a crown The only moment is now, final verse, the last chapter- Put your mind to work, or find your death in disaster Chorus It’s the prophet/pariah, from the street to Mt. Moriah Mount Si, the Alpha/ Omega, truth & the lie Destined to rest in the sky, blessed be the eye & the ear Of he with the wisdom to see & hear This is the realest to date, right here I’m sealin’ your fate The cycle won’t break, you must destroy to create So I’m destroyin’ everything until there’s nothing but beats My scorched Earth policy will leave you nothing to eat There ain’t nothing is sweet, my whole outlook is sour No matter how much I devour I thirst for more power Perception’s deceptive, I see through devious glasses My glass is half empty, like the top half o’ the hourglass is Time passes, like evil filtered through a golden lens -Looks good- I write righteous rhymes with stolen pens -Please- This is ignorance, minus the bliss So from the highest I spit – (shut up)- Mount Silences kids Put a cilice to wrist, wit whips like violent fits My voice is violence, I’m incitin’ riots with this Bein’ put down ain’t an option, before I take a loss I’ll stab my feet, stab my hands & hang myself on a cross…
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