Words to look after from this first chapter As if I have to tell them my reality Cause them pas know, what the befores know I'm ‘bout to touch your mind I'm from the land of palm trees and gun smoke 187 he wrote and many men choke Off greenery to slow down the scenery Good evening my people, mya thunder got no equal This man*script I spits with Cali culture Delivered with my riffs from native sources I hear them voices, c'est dem mya come fou But it's I that they a call upon to push this vibration true saying Words to look after from this first chapter As if I have to tell them my reality Cause them pas know, what the befores know I'm ‘bout to touch your mind Words to look after from this first chapter As if I have to tell them my reality Cause them na know, what the befores know I'm ‘bout to touch your mind I scan them books for clues on where we come from And the truth of it all but sometimes it makes my head numb Cause some things don't fall in place, and some things have been erased So I got to make conclusions on what befores tell me My scattered thoughts to lead to clearer pictures As you can tell from this chant of rambling figures And some day you just might get it, and if that day comes We can post up have some brews and conversation Words to look after from this first chapter As if I have to tell them my reality Cause them pas know, what the befores know I'm ‘bout to touch your mind Words to look after from this first chapter As if I have to tell them my reality Cause them na know, what the befores know I'm ‘bout to touch your mind I'm from the land of palm trees and gun smoke 187 he wrote and many men choke Off greenery to slow down the scenery Good evening my people, mya thunder got no equal This man*script I spits with Cali culture Delivered with my riffs from native sources I hear them voices, c'est dem mya come fou But it's I that they a call upon to push this vibration true saying