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It’s like when I enter altered states

I have to change until united

Cause I did come from a different way

Called jamaica where I discovered that I was less than my brother

So guess what? , we didn’t have to grow up

And live with one another

And then we hung and listen to the music

And the words that we sung oh yeah

I mean I even offered switch of tongue

It’s like music, chilling with the music

Yes, me a go take the music

And me a go choose it

Then me a go ooze it

Then play the flute with the drum and the bass

Where I keep the reg/hip-hop

Made me precipitate

Inside a purple state of frame of my lane so

I remain inside your brain like a pain

So sustain, my energy inside a woven piece of cloth

When I take a loss, I just cough from the lung to my tongue

And then I get with thee

Air from my nose, and take it to my kidneys

(Mondo)

Brothers bi-sexual, am I tri-sexual

If I think a brother’s ugly, am I homosexual

If I’m speaking on a subject, does it start when I begin

And what if I only like, women am I lesbian

Two entities, dwell me in what you bums is thinking?

My soul for the spirit, the maximum is sinking

For many with water, that distorted it

I order it, to stop and pick the thoughts

, to make a brother pop locks

If I have a right earring, in my ear

Am I a faggot?

When I get a dip to prove my manhood

Should I rag it?

If my hero gets hot, and I know that I can’t stand to be

Should the (unintelligible), pull the inner man in me

Portrude, let them know your coming through your (unintelligible)

Here comes the rhythm, want to search it for some mode

So I get off the subject, and there I go

Off on my own tangent

Stacey, where did my man went?

Where did they go, how did they get the flow?

And where’d they get it from?

Um, a hunting we will come

Deriving from the altered state of consciousness and thought

One day I’m leaving Babylon… AND TELL EM WHERE YA WALK !!!

Derive from the storm, they don’t know the wind (8x)

(Ve Da Vortex)

Now I’m off balance, losing equilibrium

Slipping in gaps of existence

Because my tongue lacks that discipline

So much persistence, I throw gravity

When I’m grabbing the mic

I’m blowing from the torsal cavity

Also, niggas dip and dap in raps

But few unravel, the brazen that we travel

Down the winding road

Find to the code to the next level

Vex the rhythm rebel

Slow down the earth, that is spinning

And begin it

Sliding from the womb with the microphone rhythm

Watch the sun rise from the bottom of the sea

But Jimmy Hendrix couldn’t see nothing but me

So pass me 1 mic, 2 mic, 3 mic, 4

Broke mic, smoke mic, two caught the floor

Rip the 5th one with my cyclone claw

Greetings I bring from Jah!!!

(Yodared)

I’ve arrived with my little stun gun

Here me when I come

Yodared one I fear none (on the drums)

But thou I can walk through the valley of the deep

I go deep (unintelligible) peak of the mountain top

Achieving levitation when I rock and quote

What’s the population of the altered state

Flowing from the mind cell, at an altered rate?

But wait!

The yellow man fellow got weird science forming an

Appliance to the cellar I debate

Call it little storm or little rain

Computing mathematics, in the addicts of the brain

I, be the dweller of the sea

The 7 that they be, referee the states of consciousness in me

I’m gonna be a wesson on the D, the (unintelligible) nor fell

Opening the levels of heaven and hell

Of this I reminisce, to genesis I tell

Be water my friend, a great friend once stated

But those who arose think my altered states’s a flake

Blowing in the wind, evaporating without out form

But they don’t know the wind, derives from the storm

But they don’t know the wind derives from the storm

Derive from the storm, they don’t know the wind (8x)

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