Books Of War Remix

Meditate to pave the way for my mind when it gave away

I power my cadence just to help my moms with her payments

Dust off the pavement to paint it with my membrane

Then I remember the days of drowning myself in Jameson

The fragrance from my basement was sweeter Sarah Palin

Praying and spraying my thoughts out on the paper preying

On sounds from a quiet place where

I could put my fears in daycare and keep my tears in waiting

Careful with debating myself daily

Derailing like a locomotive

Equating my train of thought with a passenger train on the railway

Failing to keep on track

Except on instrumentals

I doubt you can pay back what’s on my mental aid fare

Fair to say my people care and they wanna bare my burdens when I’m sad

Okay real

I’m blessed with the baddest mates

Been at it days before my forehand could score

I served the aces up my sleeve

From a smorgasbord of fornication and velour galore

Without music I would feel like a no porn voyeur

Too poor for whores pouring drinks ‘till their seeping out my pores

Light the chlorophyll and fill my lungs until the bill drops in

Grilling BPMs still

 

In the books of war it’s written to sharpen your sword before you swing it

I stretch my neck before I sing it

Moisturize my feathers before I wing it

My fingers are sore from all the clinging

Ring ring my phone vibrates my piece and sticks it to the peace within

Chakras disturbed by radiation emerged from screens

Purging my soul aint’ worth it social media murder my sanity

Conversing with mother Earth is therapeutic as smoking dirt

The shepherd hasn’t heard that his herd is waking up from the nightmares

Killing Freddy Krueger and replace him with song birds

Diversion is over

Funny how some drugs can make you sober

Illegal to get a hold on

Replace oil and yellow thongs

Instead they arrest us for chilling with nice bongs

Hit the gong gong before the time is long gone

Off to Hong Kong to hang along monks

Study divine knowledge rather than Harvard

Strolling down the boulevard jamming to these bars

Strawberries to milk chocolate a peace offering

We can all profit off of it

Just come together stop the shit

That separates our consciousness before the catastrophe

In Amsterdam expanding

Our panoramic view of the madness that’s happening

Tryna watch the news from a 60 inch TV that’s new

‘Stead of scrolling on that iPhone wondering who

Did what and what happened where

Ensnaring our minds in the square that we steering at

We say cheers!

And then leave you with that

Turn both cheeks to those who ain’t fans of my pack

Congratz, slanging drugs out your fanny pack

I pray for you to find out where your vision went black

A snack for your mind you’ll be chewing at

For some time, while we enter our prime

Optimistic while the world dying

We loosen the trap

Too many people stuck with their mind on the bucks, it’s luck

What you born with or not, but even in their death their controlling us

Fuck peace signs and revolver guns

This a war on the mind and I fight it with this piece of mine

Enough