Hook: Word is bond! One time for your mothaf**in mind
Space & Time - they never leave you behind x2
No! Space & Time
That intergalactic flow - didactic but it's relaxing
Dramatic in the sense that my cinematics so cla**ic
Way back, before the bang was so big, before the magic
Before fanatics invade the crib, before the rib was climactic
Emphatic with my schematic, my static above pneumatic
To attic with the dogmatic, I'm tired of enigmatics
I got a simple formula, I make you feel it through my orchestra
Make you see it through your cornea
From cali to florida, nobody can boarder ya
See only these laws can order ya, only move forward brah
To beyond, the bond is always harbored by the past
When the martyrs made their pa**, they chartered to make a splash
Well it's back, entrust by the father to make a pact
Yeah we rap, Hip hop had that armor, so we adapt
Bring the facts, transcend with the pen to pave the path
Rave attack, we up all night till days go black
Yeah, these rays attracted to my spectrum
Phased in tact through these complexions reacting to my confections
Detection will be diffracting the light where we've been cracked in
Subtract depraved shades, cause if we're set in our ways
We will phase, out, are we digging our own graves?
I hope not, if so best be spadin your own plot
Only aiding those taught to be righteous, fadin' your gwap
To the top, cause like it or not, we raise the spot!
Yeah we rock, regolith in it we echo glyphs
From ghettos these meadows shift to higher planes above the rift
Yeah we swift through the atmosphere, we hotter than a spliff
Teach our daughters of these gifts, reach our sons to see through mist
If we don't, we're prone to repeat, I'm set to retreat
Cause when my time is done here I control all delete
Back to square one, it's stardust, they tryna rip apart us
Descartes was - mind over matter they can't depart love
All part of a grander scheme, just hoping' to cypher dreams
Just know what a fighter means all before the writer screens
For what role you're gonna play in the story, give all you glory
To the most high, cause in a minute you could blow by
Like a 4-5 - Some will boast pride
But with that thinking yo I'm sure you will not grow drive
Only soothe the ego and falsify what's real
So what's the deal? Chose the red or blue pill?
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