Son of Ran - Brief Soul lyrics

[Intro:] Straight up man... I'd be a fool if I was thinking that the Gods were not at work (I rep the Sky City Crew) I know the stars are aligned every night I know everything is perfect You just gotta go into stuff with good intentions, yo (Freddie Joachim, Textual Hara**ment, Son Of Ran...) [Hook:] No, I don't want a single second wasted on this planet's last motherland Taught the Son to understand it's worse And flirt with many destinies We get to see that jealousy disturbed part of my sole purpose Who let the Son Of Ran emerge above the surfaces of Babylon? Breathe, soul traveling Serpents get your Bible on, dithering and dabble With [survival of the Elle?] hell's the belly of the hype beast Holler at your local Christ [clientelle-y, dime please?] [Verse 1:] Please, my very lifespan - it's spreading out its wings Tonight I thank Saturn for its rings And [Chatty?] for the green which could still magically unravel scenery Tragic ain't exactly what it seems But just imagine what it means for us to finally grasp and acknowledge What the Gods did before they relaxed on first Sabbath Hands clasp only to sculpt the vast landscape And shaping it 'til what I felt was worth it Who said it wasn't perfect? I love you, which is what you misinterpret See that's all I'm trying to teach the non-observant Yeah, we're searching for the courage in ourselves just like everybody else With the scramble as a day to day occurrence Can't tamper with the science, I camp below the night sky alignment With Orion's Belt-buckle styles, recognize flyness Designated pilot try to check me for the license As I elevate environment for me and mine [Hook] [Verse 2:] I ski across Sky City with ease But like to stick to my side of the trees Blaze one to the brains Today I gotta thank the sun for its rays My baby daughter just for staying awake To chop it up with your pops And took a walk to study some of them stars We at the river like what up with the 'flops Aiming straight for the heart Forgetting fame because that's my favorite part The son of mantis who pray in the dark Now just imagine how it feels to unofficially spark the Renaissance Like the Gods did before they departed the next morning With fluorescent orange elephant prints to go to war and I ran with a message and lesson to spread for 'em Yes, who could've guessed forgiving our trespa**es Would help us navigate and progress the fresh chapters? Catch us with our enemies breaking the bread after We had taken credit, all I said is, man... [Hook] (Chorus repeats while fading...)