Asheru - Soul lyrics

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Asheru - Soul lyrics

Un-manifest potential with intention to be coming out the black hole of eternity Still the gentry [?] Breaking barriers to entry Making complex seem elementary It's in the century [?] With the extrasensory to bring the info back to data entry That's my function, in conjuction With the power of the sun I integrate differentiated pieces into one Thing And you don't stop The rhythm of ning[?] As I start to sling and bring rhymes to the ring Some didn't know the king-DOM Lies in front of us while I summon us Up scenes from a dream Some brothers have the means to be makin' Not takin' What another is given Livin' in bliss With little girls in the halls Walls smelling like piss But listen to the echo in the hall, like this I roll across the globe [?] And wave, like star tac [?] Touchdown Give the captain a pound Kiss the tarmac Ask the promoter, "Hey, yo, where the drum [?] at?" The doctor rom bay [?] in the back Please get on that Right away We gonna be wilin' the night away Then after that I gotta go back Alright, I'll stay! You twistin' my arm Or you pullin' my chain Same difference Like Sunlight and moon rays Come in late for the sound check It's still Nobody's around yet You know how n***as get with the time Two or three things to juggle Yo, I don't wanna bug you But the show starts at ten and it's already nine Plug me in and I'll be fine Mic checkin' with the rhyme Pretty soon I'll have this whole platoon Fallin' in line In keeping with the times *Chin-sweeping you with shine [*wrestling terminology?] Givin' thanks It's part of the whole grand design I got soul [not sure about this part] I got ... Up in this joint here Seven heads of fear Do the head fakes Soon Come, waitin' for a year That's F-R-E-S-H, fresh fresh fresh Yo money, is fresh too n***a blue Yo, it's Asheru... The basion persuasion [?] Breaking you down like an equation Rockin' this nation Grand Canyon to Appalachians We the best on this E B S test less [?] Redefine The real structure of a hip-hop rhyme It's typeafric [???] the way that I'm laughing at your stupidity The secret in rhyming lies in fluidity Still, you be asking [your or "Yo"?] god How can I remain hard And have a bill And at the same time keep it real But yo, f** keeping it real We just keep it conscious Amidst all this nonsense Music with no real contents And real-i-ty To we, is bein' free In mind body and soul Divine [notty am bol??????] Refined and in control Of my own life's force Screaming freedom for my peoples Til my throat gets hoarse You off course and off track From the correct way of thinkin' Them subliminal messages catch you blinkin' I got soul