| The infinite particle swirling around in the sea of the infinite wave
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| Keeping a record of everything that i can use when i get to the grave
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| Giving the riverboat carrier something to honor the journey and pay for the
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| passing
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| From life into death a cocoon manifesting and a future is born everyday
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| The wrinkle in time is preventing utopia from ever breaking on through
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| The lyrics i cultivate openly shine with the power i see within you
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| The rain of the heavens continually shower the knowledge of old on the minds of
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| the young
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| Until knowledge and wisdom expand in the world, everybody knows what is true
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| Everybodys looking for a better kinda livin
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| Armageddon in the session when i ride upon the riddim
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| And i spit a little venom and i make em see the vision
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| With precision, people listen
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| Chopping syllables, cooking vegetables, dropping lyricals, with the minerals
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| Stop in intervals, dots and decimals, lots of festivals, shatter molecules
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| Stars and pentacles, arms and tentacles, pot perrenials, gods and rituals
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| Individual analog digital, symmetrical echo and a mandelbrot visual
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| They dont really know bout the style that i got when i put it on down
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| It be the one nanobot upon the microphone until the break of dawn
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| We gonna get it on, i levitate the pentagon, what what what
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| We’ll find another way to grow
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| A way to ride infinite waves
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| Through tunnels, microscopic holes
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| Or unknown roads, we’ll find a way |