Let's journey, follow my thoughts
My train of thought, let's do it , yea
Verse I
Words, I speak em like the prophecies of Elohim
Unbroken code, Leonardo writing mandarin
Pardon my French ,don't take it for arrogance
Brick wall strong ,this is la pièce de resistance
No television , the world wide web bring mental vivification
Double edge sword like the weapon of the cherubim
Slice through and cut true
Blood pouring from the victims like home brew
Knowledge is the key , so think with an open mind
And be free not conceited
Embed within the eloquence a hypnotic tale, let it play
Paint a picture so lucid, that the mind seems a mirror
Metaphors sincere , diction make em fear, they're
Shunning big words , call it vocabulophobia
Roam the air space, mind marauder
From the underground like a terra-cotta soldier
Living for the people, but sh** nobody comprehends
Spiraled into hell all the effort be descending
k**ed by the void , suffocating by the lack of air-play
As we meddle in the matters of the mind game
But who to blame, poet like every other what's your name
What's the reason you came ,what you saw, what you conquer
What you fail, all We really ever gained was a couple genius fans, that would swear by the name, And still we're grateful
Hook:
(I make it sound easy I do it like , la la la la lala la la) x2
VERSE II:
I could hold my head down like I'm ducking hallelujahs
Burdened by the shame of not becoming baby Jesus , yet
I promised to resuscitate the poet
But my body is intoxicated couldn't write like Goethe
Became ma own man, reinvented cool
Hybridized old and new school
No ruse from an April fool
I tried to jack a news flash for promotion
Showed em I could body every beat like a lotion
Progression , tempted, coz fans don't listen if you're broke
With no gimmick, that's a lesson
The pseudo intellectual social consciousness a little premature
Could say the world is sick but nobody wants a cure
They enjoy it, make a party song its a hit
Wonder if I sold out on celebrate with poppy beats
But the message is in tact , so I rep that
Educate I check that , Linus T Asong, yea I studied that
Wole Soyinka on that pyramid of greatness
Before I go gray I'll be fashioned in his likeness
Like out of clay, my punch lines Ca**ius , but hey
I'll be a mental beacon for a brighter day
They said boy bring the boombap back
And this here bro is how you make a boombap track
You could feed on my words in bad circumstance
Everything else is hors d'oeuvres
This is la piece de resistance
Hook:
(I make it sound easy I do it like , la la la la lala la la) x2