Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song THE POSSE , by - The Grouch. Song from the album The Tortoise and The Crow, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
THE POSSE |
| Man on a wire, red string on his wrist |
| Remind him of his goals, he ain’t gonna miss |
| Too much opportunity to trip on bullshit |
| Lift his vibration, sharp as tools get |
| Shark tooth around his neck for protection |
| Thick skin from all the fire that he’s stepped in |
| He’s got something in common with shaman |
| Raised by wolves, spirits, gods, and goddesses |
| Appears on trips and odysseys |
| Elevated ways yet dips so modestly |
| Not confined by the body |
| Astroprojections next to study |
| Reflections resemble but none match perfectly |
| No exceptions, n-o certainly not |
| Walks calm amidst the urgency |
| Sacred herbs with words like surgery |
| He purged, rid himself of absurdities |
| The nerve of those to throw stones at him |
| Arose, explodes, and grows again |
| Ahead of his aura, shields every limb |
| Angels, guardians, ghosts, and saints |
| All play a part of this closened range |
| Holy men, prophets, healers, and kings |
| That’s my entourage man, the posse I bring |
| Vibrating at the highest frequency of the bunch |
| Every soul shall adapt to match that at once |
| Old, how we channel, high mammal, no dunce |
| Cap who, it fits, do with this, what he wants |
| Merlin style, curling like, like prisms |
| Past lifetime, regression, new mission |
| No obsession, no resting, true destined |
| We blew breath in where death laid its weapon |
| Arise, call on Master Build-the-skies |
| Open up, planets aligned at the will of the wise |
| Voluntary compliance, allegiance with the science |
| Walk with lions, be in tune with Orion |
| They scared of crying or whiling out |
| His pick is just a decoy, can’t iron it out |
| Stuck, well fuck, he’ll design a new route |
| Dance water from the heavens, first sign of a drought |
| Cut from cloth, marked proof and unbought |
| Armor untarnished, honor it all |
| Arose, explodes, and grows again |
| Ahead of his aura, shields every limb |
| Angels, guardians, ghosts, and saints |
| All play a part of this closened range |
| Holy men, prophets, healers, and kings |
| That’s my entourage man, the posse I bring |
| And all of us, rare like elephant tusks |
| Purple dragon hearts in our elements, trust |
| I sprinkle a man, to raise the mass up |
| If I came by myself, well then that’s just enough |
| It banks, when you could really learn some stuff |
| If we could exchange, then we furthered each other |
| Well that’s just the opposite of murder, my brother |
| When we’re on the same squad, life is less hard |
| I changed my thinking to large |
| When they try to attack, I just call in the guard |
| Arose, explodes, and grows again |
| Ahead of his aura, shields every limb |
| Angels, guardians, ghosts, and saints |
| All play a part of this closened range |
| Holy men, prophets, healers, and kings |
| That’s my entourage man, the posse I bring |