Sage, The 64th Wonder - Izayoizuki / Jupiter Jazz lyrics

[Chorus] Spit that, Jupiter Rap [x4] (You can't ground me) I'm spitting that, Jupiter Jazz [x4] (You can't ground me) [Verse I: Vagabond Maurice, "...They say."] (Huh) "There go Vagabond, talking bout the sky again" Cosmic dwelling on a triple seven, felon to a fallen comet Common sense rhetoric, retrospect - Mike Jack Moon walking on the track - unpack Pharaoh's in my stride, Hiryuu on the tongue Rising Dragon in the mist Amidst a missed frequency (Huh) This be the - (Huh) Requiem where dragon's dream Drifting in the life stream Summoner to the Far Plane (YO!) Release hands like Ip Man, my Wing Chun wingspan Composed of broken knuckles, composed of shattered eggs Composed of ghost memories - They all phantoms in my shadow realm An apparition in the distance, dismiss disillusion(al) pretense In a sense I kick rhymes, then kick knowledge, and kick flip In the moonlight (Huh), Fooly Cooly, Cooley High Baselines in tune to your Queen's, g-string, while I- [Chorus] Spit that, Jupiter Rap [x4] (You can't ground me) I'm spitting that, Jupiter Jazz [x4] (You can't ground me) [Verse II: Shintendo64] Unsheathing the blade That gleams of jade In place of all my hate that's pint up/ I've sent up about a round a thousand Clowns who've slipped up/ By thinking that the chakra flows have been blocked/ I've been stocked on/ Mana Pots and Zinc Blocks Come by the block and Swing God/ We'll skirmish on the chim tops While Dashing pa**ing pa**erby Screeching past the last act who acted like they handled rhymes/ Thine shattered vibes/ I sense em/ Your Rap rules? I've Bent them/ Content with every slaying/ I've committed with the Senate of the Terra God Division Yoh. Vagabond I'll slay em Lay em 6ft in the terra Heras damn sure got an army on YA boi so there's a chance The heralds then will all commence the coup I meant defend against the groups who set there men to end the true Heaven led movement Moving through the tunes like who's this? The vagabond and Sage God/ Ripping mics on ruthless No time for none that foo sh**/ Cause all my Godz do this Twin blades On the back like Ryo Parry/ Clank Swoosh b**h/ [Chorus] Spit that, Jupiter Rap [x4] (You can't ground me) I'm spitting that, Jupiter Jazz [x4] (You can't ground me) [Transition / Fades out to Fade In (Repeat)] I'm trying to find a loophole in the sky So I can steal the sun, gain wings, then fly Wish upon a star, make dreams come true Enough about me, man, what about you? [Verse III: Vagabond Maurice] Counting stars from the earth's axis Captain Planet, orbiting the world's core Nova confidence, super nova tongue slaying Adversaries stay weary when I get involved The lost Vagabond, the last Poet, Ronin, Shinsengumi / Pushing pens like swords, haikus and spoken words like / Somersaulting clouds, Monkey King in the noon / Eyes locked to the west, journey a thousand steps / Burning Monks, built in the ash, til the East is Burning Red / Ribbon / Arm(or)y of stardust thrown like spinning vinyl Altitude of spinning shuriken spill like falling stardust / Metaphors of the black man, folklore of the 21st Centuries like centaurs, cemetery we heaven sent / On the uprise, incline to the skyline Inclination to a nation has us, hanging from their star / Spangled Banner blood banter black, bring it back in bullet smoke / or Jazz haze, singing blues while at the club / bring it back How we gone find love, if we can't find / peace Harboring the essence and lessons of five percenters Protesting sentiments, inner peace is broken Militant minding mining j**els that I drop In a graveyard of black rights, left in the dark / Boogie pop phantom, ghost / ride the whip with memories Lock, stock and reload/ Our souls on the uprise But black lives matter, when used as a commodity (There are) / plenty of white boys, who ignore the black experience Black excellence amongst the rhetoric of / Radiant cool boys, who commune and miss my point Ghost of mayonnaise, Casper rich, bathed in crackers / Like jimmy crack corn / my knuckles scorn injustice When I come through, like Sun Tzu with my tactics I /