Lyrics Triple Stage Darkness - 3rd Bass

Triple Stage Darkness

«You are sleeping!
You do not want to believe
You are sleeping!»
«Guide you out of triple stage darkness» -] Rakim, +I Ain’t No Joke+
And Chuck D saying «Follow the now!»
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«Prime Minister!»
Black zone darkness, void as snakepit
So I’ma spit a lyric at the packed lip
Sit stunned I drum lyrics in your egg case
Space filled, darkness a blank face
Recognize unknown throne at deep depths
A Prime Minister incites a slow death
Of a rational thought through the physical
Triple Stage Darkness, first stage lyrical
Sight to see, a piece of the Serch-light
Truth is loose, lips slips to Twilight Zones
Prone to blurry vision
I’m 20/20 and your in-tune is in prison
Switchin from this track, move back in motion
Unaware of your own evolution
Regress through the tunnels and flee light
Illumination, the first stage, my birthright
«Guide you out of triple stage darkness» -] Rakim, +I Ain’t No Joke+
And Chuck D saying «Follow the now!»
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Deaf, dumb and blind, the 3rd Bass find
You move further away from the swine
As I rhyme in effects your slide into tape decks
Light black in your face, what do you do next?
The question posed -- you’re livin in delirium
Serch speakin in a spasm, can’t you see him?
But you can’t see the light’s dim, it’s growin darker
Cut off from the knowledge, un-smarter
Depart from the norm, completing a born to born
From opportunity, comes a thunderstorm
That sets in, tricked by the trickster
The only way out is DJ Nite, or Prime Minister
You follow, but attention span is minimal B
Now you’re lost, never thought of intellectually
The 3rd's word, guide you as we spark this
Cause you’re blind in the second stage of darkness
«Guide you out of triple stage darkness» -] Rakim, +I Ain’t No Joke+
And Chuck D saying «Follow the now!»
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«Prime Minister»
As I move, I soothe like stimuli
Not professor of hype, ask why
Some fable’ll hold true to written word
Over lessons of life, the 3rd of Bass
Face up, step to a devil
Not takin, but remain invisible
Men judge by passin a mountain
Called Caucus, and ignorants are mouthin
Fallacy, the great wall, fell in disgrace
How can hatred uplift a race?
Not a dribbler or watermelon picker
Givin you the Gas Face, as I’m dickin ya
DOWN DOWN DOWN, but up from Sa-tan
Knowledge is a child with a mind and a crayon
Brilliance in difference, tracin true sight
Third stage knowledge, brought forth a new light
«Guide you out of triple stage darkness» -] Rakim, +I Ain’t No Joke+
And Chuck D saying «Follow the now!»
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