OnTheAir420
06-15-2007, 05:10 AM
What does not die that eternally thrives, the free mind//
that's how you know you're alive..
I was spiritual first, she cut my umbilical at the physical birth//
and welcomed me to miserable earth//
why does it hurt? She layed me on my back in the dirt//
covered my girth with a dirty shirt, what could be worse?//
She said, God Bless the dead but they got it easy//
the living get left behind but still cant live their life completely//
Tough luck, right before I was about to give up//
I passed out, emotionally bankrupt//
In the dead vegetation it was dark brown red like menstruation//
I couldn't eat it despite the temptation//
I was hungry and impatient, my hands were shaking//
I stopped payment they botched my facelift operation//
nip and tuck, livin it up, Damn why you still spittin Bus?//
'cause you don't listen to my lyrics enough, //
At night from a satellite's view, the city's a heart//
the red and white blood cells of the lights on cars//
from that distance, look down and observe my lyrics//
the atmosphere's an organism we apparently live in//
Since the beginning, the Law of 3, the Law of 7//
I don't question the principle or scale of heaven//
Law 1 through 48, Law 49 is the loophole that I use to escape//
buy the album get a 50 dollar rebate before it's too late//
20-12 is the billed due date, before that, it's 2008//
I know you can't relate, just by the confused look on your face//
you can't wait, it won't be much longer now//
solar activity is getting stronger now//
Al Gore, was person of the year, maybe more//
maybe I should be for my 400 bar song//
Now I'm up against the wall drinkin alcohol at Taj Mahal//
without balance I am bound to fall//
the chemicals are color-coded, I highly encourage you not to smoke it//
It makes you more curious, don't it?//
master throttle, crash into your archrival tryin to outdrive you//
every millisecond is vital//
repsol motorcycle psycho, breathe nitro//
brain cells glow with a light dose, SO?//
I can Tokyo drift with no coke to sniff//
I shift from 6th to 5th, I broke this shit//
the gearbox slipped, red Marlboro's for hot lips//
order drinks, fire water type Toxic shit//
Now I got you in the kill box BITCH//
on six, five, four, three, I got this//
two, one, zero, THE SHOT HIT//
The Unsung Hero on some Hip Hop shit//
and I dare you to tell me not to spit//
I evolved from clay to statue, from statue to flesh//
from flesh to dirt, from dirt to death//
beyond that whatever life is left we gotta live it 'til the end//
Hip Hop is eternal, my friend,
WE ARE THE LIGHT.
that's how you know you're alive..
I was spiritual first, she cut my umbilical at the physical birth//
and welcomed me to miserable earth//
why does it hurt? She layed me on my back in the dirt//
covered my girth with a dirty shirt, what could be worse?//
She said, God Bless the dead but they got it easy//
the living get left behind but still cant live their life completely//
Tough luck, right before I was about to give up//
I passed out, emotionally bankrupt//
In the dead vegetation it was dark brown red like menstruation//
I couldn't eat it despite the temptation//
I was hungry and impatient, my hands were shaking//
I stopped payment they botched my facelift operation//
nip and tuck, livin it up, Damn why you still spittin Bus?//
'cause you don't listen to my lyrics enough, //
At night from a satellite's view, the city's a heart//
the red and white blood cells of the lights on cars//
from that distance, look down and observe my lyrics//
the atmosphere's an organism we apparently live in//
Since the beginning, the Law of 3, the Law of 7//
I don't question the principle or scale of heaven//
Law 1 through 48, Law 49 is the loophole that I use to escape//
buy the album get a 50 dollar rebate before it's too late//
20-12 is the billed due date, before that, it's 2008//
I know you can't relate, just by the confused look on your face//
you can't wait, it won't be much longer now//
solar activity is getting stronger now//
Al Gore, was person of the year, maybe more//
maybe I should be for my 400 bar song//
Now I'm up against the wall drinkin alcohol at Taj Mahal//
without balance I am bound to fall//
the chemicals are color-coded, I highly encourage you not to smoke it//
It makes you more curious, don't it?//
master throttle, crash into your archrival tryin to outdrive you//
every millisecond is vital//
repsol motorcycle psycho, breathe nitro//
brain cells glow with a light dose, SO?//
I can Tokyo drift with no coke to sniff//
I shift from 6th to 5th, I broke this shit//
the gearbox slipped, red Marlboro's for hot lips//
order drinks, fire water type Toxic shit//
Now I got you in the kill box BITCH//
on six, five, four, three, I got this//
two, one, zero, THE SHOT HIT//
The Unsung Hero on some Hip Hop shit//
and I dare you to tell me not to spit//
I evolved from clay to statue, from statue to flesh//
from flesh to dirt, from dirt to death//
beyond that whatever life is left we gotta live it 'til the end//
Hip Hop is eternal, my friend,
WE ARE THE LIGHT.