Listening to the rhythm of this musical serum
Lyrics are my theorem, food to the eardrum
Mind full of wisdom, oppressed in a system as a victim
Laid out on the street because of ignorant symptoms
Think different about existence for life is experience
Hesitance is irrelevant to those who energy is vibrant
With other colors to reach astral intelligence, excellence
Awaits us in the place called home now named Genesis
Marked with the sacred bronze we are forever hated
Faded, tainted, then wasted only to believe it was fated
To be detained in camps billions estimated then incinerated
Terminated only through ascension we can awaken it
My senses were found with my expenses paid before I drowned
Don't want to be on the ground the flesh would be my bound
But my chakra's are my rebound and the way to be found
By the Almighty that came from nothin' then turned into sound
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Hidden Wisdom
AcakPeople always challenge my mental My cerebral isn't a rental Still reminiscin' on the days I discarded my pencil To begin a journey to find my lost temple Sever all things temporal In life it's ephemeral Proceed to the affairs behind my peripherals...
