Lyrics Alchemical Vessel - Fliptrix, Chester P

Alchemical Vessel

My alchemical vessel has got my channel searching
I saw myself turn old, die in a flash, I’m still purging
Communicate with deities, the message is my purpose
And my music is my worth cuz
Beauty’s in my imagery
The picture’s for observing
Matter don’t exist, does it matter, is it worth it?
Lyrics ain’t got matter but matter though they’re eternal
Connected like a circle
Rise with eyes of virtue
33 rotations a minute is how i serve you
Plus I gotta add a little
Pressure spinning round my head, I’m still searching
For my inner limits, the limit, that’s raps working
Through the symmetry the golden
Infinite like the patterns that are fractal and emerging
Through the planet that you’re birthed in
Objectively observing the underworld through currents like a urchin
Immersed from the surface
like a furnace
Cause and effect don’t work there, it’s worthless
Many left hurting
Bubble full’a pain
Applying pressure to the wound
There first before nursing
Bust a few verses
Cut through like a surgeon
Never talk
Would’a could’a should’a just pursue it
Get a foot up on the mountain
I’m climbing, I stay working
Earn what I’m deserving
Serving da riddim of the drum, and vision blurring
Alter state of consciousness
I find myself surfing
Riding the crest of the wave that breaks perfect
A new beginning’s like cremators drawing curtains
Born to the afterlife, embrace and nurture it
Macabre style travels highway and perches
Wherever light emerges
Fortify yearnings
Aura vibes bursting
Source provides Earthlings
This is the vessel that my soul’s in
Experiencing every single moment 'til I’m chosen
To seek the void we compose in
We are infinite like galaxies unfolding
This is the chalice that I’m holding
Experiencing every single moment 'til I’m chosen
To seek the void we compose in
We are infinite like the figure-8's motions
Now have you ever seen a bullet try discriminate?
Flying fucking cannonball, swings, smash your grubby knees
Cut your fingernails, bitches this is not a war
Any typ’a disruption and you’ll wash up on the nearest shore
Sycophantic with a psychopathic urge to fight
Smacking all these feminine thugs, until their words are raw
Urban nights, cycle circles round the murder rights
Life’s night-rider still surveying for an open door
Stay the fuck away unless you feel to suffocate
Serves you fuckers right, try’na see me like [?}
I’ll attack you with a broken
Fucking with the smoking
Doctor cloak and dagger with a bloody sword
Muddy claws, swinging for the silver 'til it turned to lead
I’ll come along and smack the your fucking head
Futuristic when I’m spitting bars
Rolling through the skies
All these planets and the stars are my deck of cards
Back in the days, weed was kicking like a metronome
You sat around my house like you was scared to take the venture home
But I’m a fully grown man, won’t be sticking to his programme
Somewhere underneath the dirty cold ground
I’m as dead as you can kill me in the meantime, me and Mr Fliptrix are blowing
off some steam time
I’m traditionally valued as a guy to dodge
You’re looking like a virgin being held in a masonic lodge
Fixed the pieces of the puzzle that my brain stores
Dirty like the blade on that fucking Texan chainsaw
'til I explode
Motherfucking old school?
You fake cats are retro
Catching succotash rappers like a fucking rash
Cut and slash, have him try and climb back in his mother’s gash
I’m as dead as you can kill me in the meantime, me and Mr Fliptrix are letting
off some steam
This is the vessel that my soul’s in
Experiencing every single moment 'til I’m chosen
To seek the void we compose in
We are infinite like galaxies unfolding
This is the chalice that I’m holding
Experiencing every single moment 'til I’m chosen
To seek the void we compose in
We are infinite like the figure-8's motions
(Scratches)