The Alchemist - Inner City Blues (Ascension) lyrics

[Verse 1: Cho$en] I'm more like an artifact you're artificial, I'm like a bristle on a swivel a chisel as I pencil in a stencil But see I never feel you, I never pictured in my mental Cause when I pictured pixels all I seen was the potential In this, world of believers where the soul is in the speakers Where goals higher than dreamers off the laces in their sneakers Off the demeanor of Caesar smoking Great Barrier reefer Till our lungs we catch seizures found ourselves in Pasadena Reflecting on the times we spent, lusting over the finer sh** Though we might as well admit, this sh**, It's gonna be hard to quit.. Truths an illusion I build a new Rome to be found in ruins Thoughts of a human witnessing my own execution Reduce the pollution in the midst of another revolution Surrounded by my thoughts I find myself in some seclusion Thoughts of her legs loosened, we come together like a reunion I think her name was Susan, were her muses still in the music? I had a stance, it was no time for all of the romance We try to mend memories but the bonds linked were broken.. But I was hoping that our locks can be reopened Cause the only time we're structured like poems is when we're smoking Like, ever since the beginning, with these separate paths we're living Like, the feelings that we're missing were only fractured by our distance Like, why so revealing? What are you concealing? Like, what are you hearing that got your mind so appealing Pride told me break it off, go ahead and take the charge That's lately what I'm feeling when there's liquor and feelings involved She got my attention like a motion picture Just by that the way her body curves like punctuation, her gift is amazing Know that I'm doping and scoping hoping I pave a way for her graces Just to take me to a couple places Like a, misunderstanding I takeoff when I be landing And when the walls fall down I'll be right here where I'm standing The hopes of a happy ending, depending on whether or not Defending cause I'm ascending past your perspective But as a collective, they say my style is just too modest But really I call it paying homage Fighting for the ones left without a promise Capture the knowledge baby I swear they can never find us Sweating like saunas we take a trip out to the Bahamas As we, ease away the drama now my vision like Nostradamus Third eyes and chakras paint the portals with marijuana.. [Sample: JFK Speech]