ya We Grand like Puba, understand that we move ya Ayo, my rhythm reveal roller coaster real deal Revolutionize with active build I plant my dreams in the field
Safe inside still immortal my memories have no skies standing on chalk angels drawn in sidewalks building cities in dirt nothing ever made sense pressed
making a problem. Embellishing this pulse, And losing their conscience. Oh Oh, Oh Oh Run through the fields, Burn through the fields, Blaze through the fields
about it money If you wanna do something, we can do it right now [Pharoahe Monch] I levitate through meditation Sitting my legs crossed, source to build force field
Macros-manic animals Caves of sleek stature, once sabbatical Once bring drama I?m bright on harrowing lava Within the Plexus from my anatomical It gets darker A sense
like Puba, understand that we move ya [Zaakir] Ayo, my rhythm reveal rollercoaster real deal Revolutionize with active build I plant my dreams in the field
again and again Riots in the uniform of peace Coupla big ones up your sleeve Ten to nine and it's shut down the factory Pull up the floorboards and build
dem now fi set field Too much talk on cocaine a mek di world a feel ill yuh know Nuff grade nuff spliff a build Only ting weh a mek man feel still, hey
black planet earth, my elysium fields drenched with the blood of misery and battles. Time to take revenge on them, time to poison the worlds they build
and these memories are hard to be brought back. Everything seems to bring her back to darkness.] Cloudy is my mind 'Sieged my images with no sense Shadow