Watkin Tudor Jones - Crypticism lyrics

Well There's music in the air Lots of loving everywhere So gimme the mic! So I get cryptic, rip it, apocalyptic sh** sticks when I kick it mystic Check out this temporary multidimensional imagery Being projected on your screen while you keeping it real I break down Hypothetical situations During rhythmic conversations That give birth to tangible manifestations He, ha, Got these cats gawking while I creep Up on you, coz your talking in your sleep Like you walking around in your pajama You better wake up or get ready for some drama Yo, vat jou uit Gaan terug na jou kamer En bly daar my bra, totdat jy se ek's jammer What you say? Yo did I stutter mother f**er? Its atmananda, Aka Silent Thunder I speak into the instrument that converts sound waves into electrical waves So enabling them to be transmitted And ice foes with nice flows by sticking to the facts Now you got the Max Stuck in your head like an axe Den de den den! ow! No thanks, angi fumi nyama But that's just me, you can do what you wanna While I walk this earth eradicating my karma Got some things to do then I'm onto Nirvana Always got a smile for you like the Dali Lama Isata masaganye indi siawa Little fishy don't wanna mess with da piranha When i get wicked and kick it like a chihuahua Pa**op lightie! Little dogs wanna bite me It's the postman delivering the word of the almighty You can't rock it, your balls haven't dropped yet Yo when I drop, eyeballs pop out their eye sockets f** it, did you just see what I saw? Bring that lyrical kung fu sh**, like ha-saw! I'll give you my heart and my soul, but that's all I got the sun in my face, that's why I stand tall Dazzled, f**ing up the fiasco Like donnie brasco With no ha**le Splashing my sh** like pica**o It's like I'm on a hot date with my cla**mate C'mon baby milk my prostate Den de den den!