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My Sorrow

Album: My Sorrow Durasi: 3:47

Yeah

Alter Ego this is sick

It's Awon

Yeah yo, I do it for you

I was born god body

Christened with the wisdom

Of the sawed off shotty

Nazarene state of mind

My design is perfection

Some people call me

The Immaculate Conception

For 2000 some odd years

I slept dormant

The consciousness kept me

Up on the devils torment

Now I lead flocks

Through the microphones I rock

Spreading the gospel

Of what they call Hip Hop

My disciples tote rifles

These days fighting for freedom

Militarization of cops

To soothe the heathens

My vision is revolt

And reveal the true tomorrow

The burden of the persecuted people

What they borrow

My sorrow is your sanity

Verbal this is vanity

My pain is your entertainment

I speak so candidly

About the fallacies

That's right before your eyes

It's a shame

It takes a lifetime to realize

What are we talking about here?

Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding

I drop the truth

Third Eye Open

Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding

I drop the truth

Third Eye Open

I'm searching for monoatomic gold

Sumerian scrolls

And technology that's 6,000 years old

Some people may say

I need to slow my role

My indigo aura magnetic like the poles

Supreme being

Shape shifting through dimensions

Time traveling way before my existence

Life on Earth is constantly consisting

Of channeling truth

Through the soul

And if you listen to the om vibrations

Taking sacraments of the ganja

Commune with the wine libations

I died for your sins and the sorrow

Resurrected consciousness collective

We are all connected

And as you expected

When the truth is dissected

Lies get redirected

Cause eyes remain naked

And as it get hectic

When bullets get ejected

Walk with me

I can teach you many lessons

What are we talking about here?

Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding

I drop the truth

Third Eye Open

Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding

I drop the truth

Third Eye Open

DMT trips off to another plane

My reality is not yours

Yeah I'm insane

Assume what they claim

Gain control of my brain

Kicking Bruce Lee flows

Like the Lucy of this game

Telepathically crush evil

Magnetic

Channeling the Annunaki

I'm kinetic

Mental calisthenics

Cause the lies are pathetic

I don't partake in media mind control

The set is meant to pacify

Validation to consume

While they drop chem trails

But you can't smell the fumes

Yet all you want is trap

Love, lies, and hip hop

As long as you a slave

This chilling chain won't stop

So now you can turn up

And ignore all the truth

You too comfortable to see

What happened to the youth

Nobody want to die

But you all want heaven

Genocide of your mind

It's a 187

What are we talking about here?

Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding

I drop the truth

Third Eye Open