Poetic d**h - Satellite Day Dreams lyrics

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Poetic d**h - Satellite Day Dreams lyrics

[VERSE 1] I'm the villain at the Alter of Kings/ Dying to breathe/ And ever since I saw the Seraphim/ I search for the Beast/ I'm walking the streets/ And Formula/ He comes with the heat/ To form a metamorphosis/ Between my thoughts and his beats/ So k** that bullsh**/ These n***as only hate cause they ain't dreaming/ But we're walking on the atmosphere/ To overlook you heathens/ Satellite perspective/ Hover crafts and spaceships/ The Black Man/ Originated this Hip Hop foundation/ Let's talk about the slave ships/ The robbed us of our languages/ They stripped us of our memories/ And turned our pains to "History"/ My n***a what you banging?/ What tribe do you belong to?/ Before you had a rep/ You had to die in the flesh/ Now that's the test of a man/ Before divisions of the lands/ No monkeys in our biology/ When building the sands/ The world in our hands/ Western ideologies are foolish/ So educate yourself/ And pay no mind to the wealth/ [Chorus][2x] I'm satellite dreaming/ Knowing that we're coasting/ Working every day/ I hope this music stays afloat and/ I'm living in the future/ These thoughts are my reality/ Started from the bottom/ Now I'm standing with the Dynasty/ [VERSE 2] I'm the villain at the Alter of Kings/ Dying to breathe/ But now I'm walking with the oracle/ And carry the key/ That's wisdom she speaks/ You n***as better learn the fundamentals/ About the full potential of the African man/ That's melanin fam/ Created from the carbon in the sunlight/ Educate the mental God/ You need to get your mind right/ I walk light/ Now I'm Leonidas on the battlefield/ Slaying off these Devils/ With the words that I spill/ The message is real/ I'll climb the highest mountain tip to Zion/ Let bigons be Bye-Gones/ And elevate the spiritual/ It's typical mathematics/ They don't wanna see me/ Paying homage to the movement/ But not the one who keeps it moving/ See they're stuck in their depression/ But me I stay progressing/ Like I'm Huey to the P./ Or Malcolm X before the lessons/ Martin Luther on the balcony/ But dodge a**a**ination/ I'm trying to elevate/ Above the slave ships/ [Chorus][2x]

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