Lyrics: Thabang Byl
Music: Thabang Byl
My mission is simple, keep clean guard your energy/
standing in a line at the chemist or dispensary/
Killing all the flies and I'm
Monitoring vital signs /
The death and decay/
While i'm Vibing with the chemistry/
Lighters on/
Epigenetic switches are switching on/
I'm looking to sun/
Polar position side to babylon/
Unpacking trauma with a gas lighting technique/
the least I can do, to keep your energy at 10 feet/
Hook:
Look, everything I'm doing is compulsory now/
If I'm gonna do it then it better be something that's worthwhile.
The more i figure out,
That requires Requires my attention/
Is the Current state of my people at this moment is vexing/
Status of a Rumoured future/
Rubik's cube of limpet mines/
Modern politics, rhetoric /
Israel and Palestine/
The rites for a Gold mines /
Ancient past is alkaline/
The Mineral bloodline/
The original kind/
Rural Medics study stars from how pond's reflect the skyline/
Light of it's reflection/
The moon at high tide/
Fire handler lineage/
Howl of of hyena cause an
Animal scrimmage/
in a kraal/
Wrath of the lamb when
Hannibal visit/
So i grunt like an animal/
This is the rite of the ancient tech but you look for Kemet.
This is the origin of inner charge/
The source for shaking, last feast of the crocodiles/
The feeding of the Ravens/
Hook:
Pound the conga till the fingers swole and palm bleed/
Trance in the Body stomp foot on the concrete/
Wild freedom hymn unchained on a drumbeat/
The Pain Transpose the song of the heartbeat/
Strobe light, Ionized Electron on a Copper line/
Bespoke kite, I gotta fly, if I let this light shine/
The thing about diminitioning time is..
It creates an intense sense of urgency...
tomorrow isn't promised..
I must have smoked something dangerous,
It turned me to Weapon /
More manic than charismatic/
Like a loaded gun on a felon/
Set it off like a lacerating propellant/
With a might so vicious Like the aggression of Rebelling/
How a lion in a cage felt/
Rage misaligned in the shape of Orion's belt/
My transmission line is the result the time spent/
Step into the power, as you move to the rhythm, while you playing the card dealt/
They said the game plan is emulate what's in front of you/
Law of the ghetto getting you caught in a double loop/
it's a cycle that returns/
Stakes are never low,
They get higher every turn/
To the point to make Crash and burn/
Dying broke is the ultimate goal of Plantation/
Blind folk, Coz they took out the iris Ancient/
Time zone/
You should see the charcoal in the painting
Of the skin pigment of the original stone Mason/
It's highest form of universal crime/
give em a penny when you taking their dimes/
No guess/Repressed,
A thug holding the prize/
It's Controlled, Toned down Decibel, no Sound minds/