Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Merkaba, artist - SA-ROC. Album song Journey Of The Starseed, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.01.2013
Record label: Sol Messiah
Song language: English
The Merkaba |
| Ain’t nothing better than magicians on the microphone |
| Make you wanna' run and join the circus, leave your wife at home |
| Pardon if I sound a little cryptic, I’m an anglophone |
| Maybe you would understand me better on my cyber phone |
| Moniker is Sa-Roc, call me superhero griot |
| You can find me posted up inside Moroccan riads |
| Underneath the weeping willows reading books by Diop |
| Increase the brain activity 'cuz ain’t nothing for free, akh |
| They' asking for a fee, akh, souls exchanged for Fiats |
| Taking oaths on bibles while shitting on the sharia |
| How you see that |
| Leaders greasing palms with dirty bombs |
| While the people waiting patiently singing them nation songs |
| Toss and turn at midnight, sometimes kick the covers off me |
| My conscience roaring loud but my heart is still beating softly |
| You speak too much about it, even friends be getting saucy |
| 'Cuz the radio done whet their appetites for plastic barbies |
| I am sorry, that isn’t my agenda by far |
| If you cut me the incision will be leaving a scar |
| I am flesh, light and spirit with the heart of a star |
| No relation to Badu but yes I am merkabah |
| And I’m spinning, yeah, yeah im spinning |
| Excuse me if I bend your mind backwards like a gymnast |
| Dominique Dawes on the bars, you remember |
| Speeding through the tunnel on warp speed |
| Thought seeds germinate inside your mind’s |
| Fertile garden splendor |
| I used to wonder how the wolf got on the sheep’s attire |
| But now I know it’s easy to succumb to pretty liars |
| Smile smart, dress it up, take a fancy picture |
| You know that they ain’t fessing up |
| They fastened up their zippers |
| Then they threw away the key |
| So you can’t see that they’re the tricksters |
| And I see the spider say they is but no they isn’t |
| Pretty prison, keep you in the trappings |
| Scientists creating clones, holmes, gene mapping |
| Happy, nappy, run and tell your pappy |
| Sign it, seal it, deliver it in the bubble wrappings |
| This the real supersonic black power movement |
| You staring at the fence but which side are you really choosing |
| Better do it 'fore they do it and it ain’t nothing nice |
| Ain’t nothing worser than a fella' who don’t put up a fight |
| Scabby knees 'cuz they taught you how to pray and believe |
| But they never showed you the rabbit that they had up their sleeve |
| Get it, the magic men setting up a tragic end |
| Flash illusions for the gods, turn kings into savages |
| There you have it, here it is, plain sight in 20/20 |
| Supreme team is back for all my people who fronted |
| That’s what it is |