Lyrics Conception of Concept - K Rino

Conception of Concept

Feeling good tonight baby
My stamina is high, haha
I don’t need no Viagra, no Cialis
All I need is concentration, inspiration
Deep meditation
Conceptualization
When a thoughts conceived and the concept’s born
The mission is to create a song far from the norm
Convey a phrase in the most unconventional ways
And lay as the instrumental repetitiously plays
In space I gaze till the creative antennas raise
Then the premise of the image I make takes center stage
Straight clarity when the mental clutter disintegrates
When it’s laid, I gotta say at times I’ve been amazed
In silence ‘cause chaos can block the process
Pulling topics from the gothic Cosmic Closet
Disorganized initially, eventually pin ‘em
Into a multisyllabic sentence with metaphors and similes
And it’s a cornucopia of utopian opium
And floating through the scope of a wide-open fallopian
Slipping from the cocoon, developed then enhanced
It flutters just like a butterfly and delicately lands like ahhhhh!
And it feels so good to me, yeah yeah
I think I need a glass of juice and something real sweet, yeah yeah
And it feels so good to me, yeah yeah
I think I need a glass of juice and something real sweet, yeah
Thought race that separates from physical trace
Words manifest themselves in a visual state
Written dreams and unimaginable lyrical schemes
Are convened and derived from empirical means
Let ‘em bloom until the sunlight strikes the Moon
Then zoom and move the middle of the night to noon
Quite similar to a womb, giving life to tombs
And cognitivity is released like balloons
Now my cranium’s a flaming ganglion
With concepts dangling in the brain, a perpetual chain of them
I drink from the class of every imminent passage
Of that blessing I possess unlimited access
I project through the black hole and beyond that
Think connect with another soul, mental contacts
Form in a line, it multiplies over time
And transcontinentally unifies many minds
But it starts as a form of an incomplete ladder
Abstract data giving birth to concrete matter
Then I add another wrung, confident and overwhelmed
As I go to other levels and metaphysical realms
I master ‘em with singular sequences
With tedious thinking and each new one I reach is deep as the previous
Total awareness of every compound that surrounds me
Below and above ground or up and down, see
Start studying and lead observationers crown me
With the ability to sound the expound profoundly
The creationists trace human behavior
The ways of the world, the understanding of nature
The greatness placed in everything by the Creator
Every phase of life is translated to paper
Racing through every category, every Segway
It ejects straight into hairs and impregnates like ahhhhh!
And it feels so good to me yeah yeah
I think I need a glass of juice and something real sweet, yeah yeah
And it feels so good to me, yeah yeah
I think I need a glass of juice and something real sweet, yeah