August Greene - Swisha Suite lyrics

Yeah... Oh Spirits move me, coming through me Feel it going, coming on strong I got something to say, say, say, say I got something to say, say, say, say Spirits move me, coming through me Feel it going, coming on strong I got something to say, say, say, say I got something to say, say, say, say Symphony [?] The epiphany of text, it's like the chemistry of s** Treatment of [?] That I stood on, may be hood strong I kept my hood on, and put my hood on The world would know 'em Blessings to my man named Del Issue with his colon, we all swollen Inflamed omens, Ingrained moments, of truth That guide us to our inner Moses Staffs, rivers, crosses, n***as, burning in the slithers Of America, we wearin' the racism like the old jacket These are alkaline rhymes with no acid I'ma do some sh** and I'ma be cold at it Lying to a chick, man that's my old habits Daughter talks, divine order caught Me by the collar, what it is to be a father I made some mistakes, some things I was good at You take away the bad then you gotta take the good back It's all a journey, she came though us for us to teach us And for me to learn me 'till the judge adjourned me I'm the attorney of a Universal law Fill out a application and I gotta circle raw, aww Feeling it, willing it to existence Living in temptation, living in resistance Got to know persistence, it helped me travel the distance Now in a battle, I find what bliss is Got a wish list for my people at the crib to get it right, right, right Got a wish list for my people at the crib that we can get it right, right, right Got a wish list for my people in the bright lights That we can use the light right, right, right, right, right, right Or invite to type, invite to [?], produce, seduce What can I do to induce the type of thoughts to [?] The angel wings (Fades out)