Video Produced By:T.C.E.L Recognition
Just after 13:00 on the day that I was born;
Mike Brown got shot, felt disturbance in the Force…
aint watch FOX News, ahk, got it from the source;
God body got popped not locked, no remorse…
of course we feel like it’s either dead or in jail;
on Thanksgiving, tryna break bread in hell..
they want a funny allegory, peep the story I tell;
it’s like… money, power, glory is the key to our cell..
and the lord god blessed us - wit no thing, but one thing…
an eye that could turn no thing to something…
and if we lock eyes i can hear what you thinking;
i avoid eye contact to mind my business…
so please don’t get offended, i come from a line of unidentified;
flying pilot annunaki, kemetology - society the fathers of religion;
so my pineals actin’ - like tony stark’s ark reactor;
plus the tesseract when I'm rapping…
- We talking super class, leer, top tier;
god emcee, he appeared from the mother wheel…
to do this for the love, they do it for the buzz in the club
they do it cuz music is a drug…
an addiction, a mystic, an artist afflicted;
for better or for worse, see earth in full vividness…
to up, up, down, down, left right, left right;
B, A Konami Code my Life…
man, i’m rapping hospitality, rhyming accommodation;
emceein' synchronicity, spittin' the serendipity …
see, the probabilities of every possibility;
be in my dreams visually literally like pick me…
potent emotions of aha moments;
meaningful coincidence follows a presentiment…
‘al premonition, eyes peeled and i listen;
you living in the moment then you making poor decisions…
wisdom, the past and the future is shifting;
make you time travel wit my got damn writtens…
- back to the age before radio rap;
before Hank bit Caz and the Robinson’s act…
before rapping was hustling running the numbers…
when the Tribe of Shabazz was still trapped in slumber;
when we was in a animal state, or even under;
before the Grandmaster sent a crack of thunder…
And the thunder rendered the slumber asunder;
the cold long winters the harder longer summers…
before west africa was captured and plundered;
before the pythagorean theorem was known as such…
everything you think about the truth is erroneous;
and Photon’s more like a Monk than Thelonious…
Flow blow ya got damn high if you smoked up;
Same time'll blow damn mind if you sober...
And this goes out to those that choose to use;
disrespectful views on what Hip Hop do...
head bop PSYOP made Barack Obama possible;
We came a long way from the boom box, box fade…
entrepreneurs, world tours, Forbes, Savin' the masses;
from these filthy rich old folk that's enslavin the masses…
plans for enslavin ya grandkids - to make a prison planet;
just ask Alex; this is not that fluffy cake radio rap that’s played by clear channel…
released December 4, 2014
Produced by Anno Domini Beats
Written and Performed by: Pho'
Album Cover Art by: P. Matthews
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