Buck 65 - Pants On Fire lyrics

The word miracle, isn't really worth the same As a measure of marvel in heaven, as it is on earth Because extraordinary happenings are commonplace in the promised land So the precedent is modified God itself decides the phenomenom fairly fantastic in nature Happens very rarely by standards set by the practicing masters Of the spectactular arts in paradise As i strolled aimlessly edges of sacrement one day I wasn't looking and died by accident With sugar on my tongue and a breeze in each armpit I descended to heavan cross-legged by magic carpet Carried along through tunnels by a flow of waves I met this soul with the role of issuing halos His name was aurora, one time bet-maker Everything he sang like chet baker He explained the significance of the halos intentions The way that each incriment of its dimensions Bore a correlation to the core of your essence With factors including the learning of lessons Things that matter the most here being Reflect and direct on the gleam that your seeing Overall size of the particle density As it corresponds to the mission intensity Well over 400 factors with gradiance Come into play with each new halos radiance With congratualations and repeating my name He also a**ured me that no two are the same It allows you a glimpse of each persons spirit Without having to come anywhere near it So with halo in place and my thankfulness pledged My resident status in heaven was full-fledged One day in eternity after riding a teter-totter with God I fell asleep with my feet in the water of a lake by a tree In a quiet little place where i could be by myself with the sun on my face A little while later i awoke to a rumbling Opened my eyes to see a scene so humbling I couldn't quite catch my breath And my pulse doubled as the lake looked like it boiled as it bubbled But instead of sclading my skin it was soothing And it only felt like my imagination was melting And trickling into a pool of fluid intuition As secret splendor came to fruition My own eyes surrendered as rapture found its purpose As beautiful harmonies danced on the surface Abstract shapes of all colors first did a dance and then floated From each bubbled bursted Literally billions of magnificent things Would quake and quiver on top of the lake I glanced left and right to see if maybe anyone else was dreaming this dream When i turned all the way with my back to the spectre I saw there an angel in the form of perfection I felt paralyzed and my voice tried to hide She glided and gently moved her hips from side to side Without moving her feet, her hand held out in front of her Calm and collected my hopes in her palm The closer she came, and something about her The most soothing sound grew louder and louder Intense pleasure ran the length of my spine As i pulled her towards me with the stength of my mind When our hands finally touched she told me she loved me And the shapes from the lake filled the whole sky above me Instead of our tongues we spoke with our eyes While music and color pulsed from the skys It shines Our edges are dreams running lengthwise Our secret wishes fluttering lightyears We fashioned inferences in disguise shapes together You are the space between my exhales Our way of understanding is eyes closed navigation We twist slivers of unconsciousness into sacrement Ghosts wlatz around our backs Our ideas converge to form corners to hide in Quicker than dreams we traded our charms Then spent eternity in each others arms It was a miracle in heavan You could see it and hear it everywhere The synthesis of two souls and one spirit Our halos were the exact same size