Black Thought in Meiso: Yin for yang I walk on a line Between ghetto slang and stimulation of the mind Life is a labyrynth of dollars and cents As I quest for cream, through the steam so dense From the sensei me a puff, cause the tunnel is tough Some lick shots with sound, somell bust from the cannon Experts o-rig-i-nal manll examine I am in fact lacking con-fus-ion, as to whats real and whats illus-ion I come from Illadelph where ya health you never take for granted As hot as the equator in a cypher round the planet Or abnormal, niggas appearing out of portals and demanding your soul Who controls the eight immortals but the number seven In this continual maze, where night fight with days Within my mind marijuan blaze And some say I should change my ways But its hard to hear the phrase through the havoc and haze Thoughts style will never since or never cease to excella-rate Its the great lab dwella Tha mentals of The Roots are beyond any computer The judge prosecutor, or the drug distributor Respect to the ex-Lex Luger, my nigga Malik B the intruder Phila 5th Dynastys the future And DJ Krush is the producer, ya healin with the ginseng Roots We get ya renascence loosa Remember me the Thought I represent essentially and mentally eventually, ya mention me as most high My decibels are most fly, I come to paint ya Thoughts Black Yo Krush, wheres it at?!!!??! Black Thought also rips it up in Disortion to Static, Thought @ Work and countless other tracks. Posting the lyrics just doesnt do it justice, because the delivery is integral to the whole.
Posted on: Sat, 02 Nov 2013 12:23:17 +0000
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