Omid - Beneath The Surface lyrics

My Earth brother and sister We are living within the days of completion of many cicles Native american prophecies such as the ?anun daga? Proves that we and our great ancestors originate from the stars And unto them we shall return [Verse 1] We are deep beneath the surface Geographical mapping, your time is dissipating Ozone collapsing, quantum fluctuations Causing genetic mutations Radition tripid your fusion Meltdown is inevitable Paralyze water supply Meat, wheat and vegetables Radioactive dust particles Discombobulate molecules Attacking like asthma to the DNA and the plasma Suspending your animation Causing ?plake? striculation Zero point energy, nuclear activation Global warming, earth quaking cosmic devestations [Verse 2] Now residing in the land of earthquakes The earth plates break Shifting California state Forcing inhabitants to populate The pacific coast islands, Waterworld With the man made biospheres and artificial trees Their ?hostess? now test tube babies Cloned parents, its apparent That some inparticular mics would ?ree? Amongst the cannibals that feed of our infulence (frequencies) the dream catchers becaming Information hackers to the next level Jacobs ladder has 366 steps of trial and error The time sever, interplantary cosmic juggernaut Asia-9-0-0 dot pheonix Beneath the surface [Verse 3] Like mos and harah? Causing ma** suicide like the common ?herah? Spit fire like Godzilla, power like Akira Lyrical I'm a**a**inus, trained MC k**er Jedi master, learn technique from Yoda Obi-Wan numero uno student MC One I turn into stone like Medusa Only the producer, like Ellay Khule and DK Toon I'm like Sunny Side Up to the max like OMD And CVE, smoove like my man J and Mark 9:23 Dark like ????????? manifesto bring longevity Famouse like King ???, I Hip Hop Klan another wise Sesquipedalien distant cousin of the Alien Called AWOL, Circus and Jizzm to form a radioactive risms Dusk and IT yes, bring the wax (Why's that?) Call up Mr. Nobody so he can counterattack Make all backs yellow like them Freestyle Fellows Get Scissorhands fat jakced abstract ??? to you To download the new project blow destination codes [verse 4] Its so funny, how most MCs be babbling on about those battles But never step foot in Babylon Naturaly speaking is the high priestess the suns of life The Chakra's risen on the mic I'm glowing while I'm flowing, they're exploding Heeeeeeeeeeyyyaaaaaaaaa-heeeeeeeyyyyaaaaaaaaaa Rather true hard kind is the all-knowing Seven heavenly lights that can be seen on any clear night Even behind clouds I hoover camouflage the flight I sabotage, set alights with infra boot sight Fingers jammed so, man can't scan They askin': "Where did they land? I repeat, where did they land?" From the Brooklyn projects to the palm trees To the concrete jungle, to the hood From the rain to the snow, its sunny days like these To my brethren MCs, with styles beyond control Beneath The Surface circulating rotation and project blow Fool, like yall didn't know About to lead the workshop of Hip Hop with expermintal flows And tracks and beats a non-stop Sound waves in a riot sound mouth, the cream of the crop, circles We see MCs traveling lost within circles But we are, direct descendent from the stars Answer me the question, was there ever life on Mars Because, these celestial songs are songs of the ways things was Beneath the surface of every lie, lies the truth Seek the righteous path which is the light And it shall awaken the sacred mountain within This is only the end of the beggining