[Intro]
[Verse 1]
From the Lord God of my being, unto the glory of God
Unto which is eternal, unto that which is termed
The Breathe of Life, let me breathe it
Let me know it, let me experience it, So be it
Catacombs of my brain; k**er bees
Taking it back, stolen memories
Coup de grâce on my backstories
On the love, love yo I got nothing on it
But don't give me that malarkey
Test my patience you know I might (yo chill)
A definition of stupid is when you use your lazy mind
You act deaf, dumb and blind
Modulating from my FoxP2
I speak to you but your eyes glaze
Like the haze coming from the Indo smoke
Who's the God that sparked the first toke?
Master in motion;
Compulsion to spit yo man what's your function?
Herd mentality;
Your demon's at it's strongest when you're looking away, see?
Synthetic emotion;
Encapsulated in a pill neural connection
Fake intimacy;
Isolated bubbles built on fantasies
Matters like this tend to crack under my wit
Let me split half with you this bag of crisp
The acts of power was to dispower
But in this hour, I bloom like Azul Flower
How did the first cultures get their myth?
Tablet Elish, exploded planet theory its
Not your regular emcee
(Just get on the mic) Smerc; the mic; Alkahest beats
[Hook]
These are the things told of old
Books, scriptures survived no scrolls
Mind is the unknown
Being made known
These are the things told of old
Books, scriptures survived no scrolls
Mind is the unknown
Being made known
[Break]
[Verse 2]
455,000 years ago
Got my Spirit and We lit a bowl
Dove down from the Blue Realm
You know that's how We got our phuncky sound
And if you want to just get down, get down
If you want to just get down, get down
Or jump up but land your feet on the ground
Alka-iron fist-mic go pound for pound
You know I don't talk much
But when I grab the mic you might just get touched
Though I, prefer to parlay
Steady your thoughts, triple-six; lift off
Told on clay through cylinder seals
Funky spacesuits got that ma** appeal
I came here to get my mind on me
To live it and burn image off from my Spirit
[Hook]
These are the things told of old
Books, scriptures survived no scrolls
Mind is the unknown
Being made known
These are the things told of old
Books, scriptures survived no scrolls
Mind is the unknown
Being made known
[Verse 3]
Schooled like a prophet in this new age
Collapsing wave function as I'm (into the stage)
You best learn about the latent in you
'Coz the Father in me, is the Father in you
Second coming of Christ is the Sun of Man
Purifying thoughts as They lend a hand
Ceasing the brainwashing upon you
End days for the coming of a new age
[Hook]
These are the things told of old
Books, scriptures survived no scrolls
Mind is the unknown
Being made known
These are the things told of old
Books, scriptures survived no scrolls
Mind is the unknown
Being made known
[Outro]