Jedi Son Of Spock - The Journey lyrics

To this world of aqua (to this world of aqua) To this world of aqua Hey yo, at night I can't sleep I toss and turn Writin' rhymes in the dark so that somebody gets burned In a fire that my pen sparks, I blend art Mixed with my insomnia Creatin' poison ?in the lyrics???? So I'm goin' out to be bombin' ya With an extra dosage, the coast that I'm approachin' The more your overdosin' Your heart rushes straight to a convulsion And the rest of my agents cardiac, while I'm like,"Where's the party at? "Where the bottle and party hat?" Let's start our own Mardi Gras As long as a got a mic, bottle and broad, it's gonna be on It ain't over 'til I'm sober, and even then I'll party wit' a hangover I ran over your file, studied your craft Which forced me to laugh at your style You need to forfeit for a while Purchase a one way ticket to the middle of nowhere Don't even go there 'Cuz you won't stay there Chorus(x2): Don't try to follow what you can't swallow I'm sort of what you might call a mic ?tallow? Just gettin' phenomenal from the abdominal Breathin' the words of a scientist, applyin' this 1st ending: Yeah, yeah, applyin' this 2nd ending: What, what, applyin' this Be like the last notations of Christ The mic is my fascination of life You rappers evaporate in the light I do sh** like stab you in the face wit' a knife Sheiked out in titanium pipes That'll leave you deserted like Arabian Nights At night, I'm achin' to write sh** to disable your hearing and sight You're fearin' the fight, where we can site This right, these n***as is like "Wait, I'm heavy and might brake your oral with the horror that I Strike." On page and on stage My name should not be forgotten I hit the spot in your brain and let it decay Until it's rotten, ya n***as don't got it Knowin' the flow is hypnotic and has your mental enter dimensions While we damage the rest of your senses House of rest, we won't rest until we collect checks from my pension And even then we'll leave ya n***as a suspection from the worst that we Mention Puttin' these kids back to detention Chorus(x2) Now once again it's the mictalogist Some say you need a psyche an*lysis But even the most psychotic psychiatrist won't take my a**ignment The say my mind is a virus Spreadin' germs through the environment MC's take an early retirement from these ones that are firin' Throughout the mouthpiece, battle me? Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha Rhymes navigates through your body, detonates like a shotty Exits out your an*l cavity because of gravity You see, these rhymes they rub your insides, without a doubt And the only way to operate is to turn your body inside out Mission impossible, too many obstacles, stick to what's possible I'll even deliver the news to your fam Straight from the hospital, man, it isn't logical, it's just unstoppable We know to go for what's profitable Leave him alone, he's not gonna pull...through Why? 'Cuz I left his body corrupted with black and blues That's forever part of his life like tattoos Even if you try to erase it still can be traced We're live at the barbecue puttin' the grill to your face And no matter the year, my n***as still in the place "Follow, follow." "They do not know my sorcery." "Where are you leading us?" "Rest a**ured, a short distance more." "C'mon let's go." "By all the power I possess, I (Jedi) shall that they are never heard From again" Yeah, Jedi, Son of Spock For '98 Yeshua Da PoED, on the track Follow us C'mon C'mon let's go