Yugen Blakrok - Left Right Hand lyrics

I'll spit till an entire lung ruptures, breathe on reserve Old school militance intact, peep the structure I'm osteo-dangerous, I crack bones Crush the teeth of a biter like tooth gnomes, while pretty fairies leave you pennies for thought This dome's a heavy place where wars have been fought Rugged raw fissures flashing like a lightning bolt We need a paradigm shift, so when man evokes Akasha The response will be immediate like rescue ships Swerve into parallel dimensional lanes, stopping clocks Just to stand on either side of our beings like paradox In the times of rising stars and falling gods My hidden eye's revealed in mystery like a Cyclops My mind's full, empty my cup, my dark side's tryina body me up Making attempts each time the going gets tough Falling to get up, life-cycling, light shines in how we're moving Shape-shifting in frames just like the movies As far as I can see, there's talks of an apocalypse A time-shift for universal metamorphosis As we return to the source to heal the world from the wars Know that fighting the current will never be a lost cause As far as I can see, there's talks of an apocalypse A time-shift for universal metamorphosis As we return to the source to heal the world from the wars Know that fighting the current will never be a lost cause Beware the poison sting of metal tings in dreams Venomous – the dark taints even the air that you breathe Golden City, watching viewers thru the tube Wanna escape reality like Dorothy, how Nazis double-click with the shoes I handle words like deadly weapons, that's the daily mantra That makes Blak go bang-bang like Lady Sinatra The blind crypt-keeper, whose words traverse worlds If the epic that creates will let me feature Madam Speaker – the life provider, the sole survivor The boulder that breathes in the hands of the sculptor Spellbinder – connect the ground and air to cause dust Choking earth gasping thru her crumbling crust when I bust Charming snakes inside the turban, Jhat turn the volume up Breaking boundaries transforming verbal schemes to ocular I'm crucifix shaped, swinging back and forth like a pendulum Occupying spaces in air stages molecular As far as I can see, there's talks of an apocalypse A time-shift for universal metamorphosis As we return to the source to heal the world from the wars Know that fighting the current will never be a lost cause Evolutionary revolutionary, march forth Against the axis around which we revolve As we return to the source to heal the world from the wars Know that fighting the current will never be a lost cause