Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Journey, artist - SA-ROC. Album song Journey Of The Starseed, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.01.2013
Record label: Sol Messiah
Song language: English
The Journey |
A little birdie told me that one day I would be great |
She caught my wishing on a cloud, wondering bout' my fate |
I can’t believe that you’re the one |
I always thought the chosen child would manifest into a sun |
Hm Okay. |
So they were wrong |
I never felt an ??? |
radiate this strong, for this long |
I bet you knocking out enemy’s cold like Sonny Liston |
Firing like pistons from here to istan-Bull |
Shit… |
Its kinda' dope how you chose this form |
Did they tell you that you sitting on a portal yet |
Told you that your family blood line is immortal yet |
That you’re womb ain’t nuttin but that good fertile soil yet |
I know that this is just a 13 revolution |
But I thought you should be queried to the secrets of you’re Constitution |
They say the small ones are much larger fighters |
So I guess it makes sense you rather tiny like the Lilliputians |
It’s just proved from what the gods knew that first night |
The one that will save em' will be revealed at the first light |
That the dime would bring the song bearer of the world |
And that, that child would end up being you |
Little girl |
I was flabber-Gasted to say the least |
She told me all you have to do was look towards the east |
See that black hole, right behind that quasar |
Honey you were that old, sending off you’re blinking radar |
With your first thought you came into being |
And right after that small feet you were seeing |
Not with your optical, that’s just illusion |
Painted pretty visions playing tricks on the fools and |
Babes who don’t know any better like they’re loosing |
Suggest you think real long and hard while you choosin' |
This is for the wineo’s abusing |
Brown bagged sorrows why hopes are just intrusions |
False promises of self worth in seclusion |
They don’t want that, they want you |
They don’t know it yet, but don’t you? |
You knew it like you knew the back of you’re black hand |
That you held the keys to the freedom of the black man |
With your sixteen commandments and magic wand |
They can’t resist the melody of you’re ill swan song |
I know that you’re afraid to leave behind you’re first birth place |
But know it’s time to take your travels into outer-space |
But, it’s just just. |
Little old me |
I cannot leave behind everything that made me |
The water that bathed me |
The elders that raised me |
The sacred geometry that opened and saved me |
The illusions, illusions |
This whole world is made from |
Your mind is the womb the universes came from |
You created everything and nothing you forsee’d |
And now you learned the lesson that thing is a thing |
So speak now, or forever hold you’re peace |
Detach from this place and surpass beyond reach |
You came through this world to use your sound waves to teach |
And now you must act or you’re contract will be breach |
I mean brief |
The time now is short |
Close your eyes and let the darkness be your transport |
You know the way, the codings in you’re DNA |
Just remember when you’re mission is fulfilled |
We will celebrate |
Until then, you’re Journey is incomplete |
But the victory is sweeter than the stench of defeat |
Now make haste |
And embark on you’re search |
By the way, I forgot |
The planets name, is old earth |
Earth? |
(echo out) |