[NEW WORLD LYRICALITY]
THE MUSIC...DONT SLEEP ON IT...
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I WAS LOST IN A FOREST OF WANT WHEN FIRST I SAW YOU IN ALL YOUR SPIRITUREALITY...LOUNGING IN YOUR RECESSED WONDER...SUBTLE AND LUSH.
MINE EMOTIONS FLIPPED INTO BACKBLAST...A SCREECH ON THE ROAD OF LOVE...SKID MARKS THAT ATTEST TO HALTED PAIN...LINGERING IN THE MOLECULAR CELLS OF A TORTURED AFROMENTALITY.
21ST CENTURY AMBITIONS ...FLOATING IN FREEFALL AS A COMET IN THE ATMOSPHERE OF ALL THESE LIVED LIVES...SOULS THAT ONCE WALKED IN THIS PHYSICALITY NOW REST IN LIMBO.
WRAPPED UP IN THE SENSUOSITY OF YOUR NUBIAN FORM...TO WHICH ALL OF HUMANITY OWES IT EXISTENCE...IN ALL YOUR SUBSTANTIALITY.
FOR YOU WILL I RIP UP THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE LIKE JESSE JACKSON...WHUP SOME ASS LIKE MUHAMMAD ALI...STAND AGAINST ALL OF THE ILLUMINATI.
SWORD OF ALLAH ON A FRUCTIFIED CONSCIOUS...FLOWING FROM MY MOUTH AS I SPEAK WITH THIS STEEL TOUNGE...A PURE FOOL RELEASED FROM THE THROES OF FALSE FREEDOM IN BABYLON...WHERE THE CHILDREN OF MAN ROAM.
TIME LEAVES ME NO TIME...THAT MAY SOUND FOOLISH TO ONE WANDERING IN THE DESERT OF TRICKNOWLEDGE...WHERE THERE IS NO WATER TO DRINK.
BOB MARLEY ONCE SAID IN AN ABUNDANCE OF WATER THE FOOL IS THIRSTY...MARVIN GAYE SPOKE OF ANGER IN A PROPHETIC WAY...CAT STEVENS TALKED OF THE BREAKING OF MORNING AS A GUITAR PLAYED.
AS THE WORLD CONTINUES TO ROTATE AND REVOLVE...MAN TO GROW AND EVOLVE...TO BE BORN...TO GROW OLD... TO DIE.
AS THE PARCHMENT WHICH HOLDS THESE WORDS YELLOWS WITH THE PASSING OF TIME...AS OSMOSIS OCCURS AND IT ALL GOES BACK TO WHERE IT ALL CAME FROM...I SHALL LINGER ON YOUR VAPORS.
IN ALL MY EGYPTAFROCALITY.
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