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It's happening. I'm back again rapping in my back room. Relaxing while I'm slapping on some vinyl records mastering the craft of mashing styles again. Miles of ink and piles of pens. Keeping our song alive 'til the end of time. Turn it back and begin again because the cycle of our souls essence is infinite... Clouds are moving by so fast reminds me of an acid trip. Futuristic visons reflecting that of past experience. Back to the holy sacrament of living passionate. I think we all should stand on this land we're given hand in hand. Hands together. It's today. We gotta love melodically. From all sides turn to God. Then you're not stuck in the same same old spot. Over your head and your mind under a rock. So what do we do? We say we have to sit on the bank. But in reality we need to collaborate and meditate. Hands Together. Falling on a cloud while I'm clapping and singing that it's common law to love. I'm feeling this all the while I'm coming out of the outer realm of happiness, of consciousness. I'm glad this is a life that I can live to gain A Consciousness.
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Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
Hands Together
It's happening. I'm back again rapping in my back room. Relaxing while I'm slapping on some vinyl records mastering the craft of mashing styles again. Miles of ink and piles of pens. Keeping our song alive 'til the end of time. Turn it back and begin again because the cycle of our souls essence is infinite... Clouds are moving by so fast reminds me of an acid trip. Futuristic visons reflecting that of past experience. Back to the holy sacrament of living passionate. I think we all should stand on this land we're given hand in hand. Hands together. It's today. We gotta love melodically. From all sides turn to God. Then you're not stuck in the same same old spot. Over your head and your mind under a rock. So what do we do? We say we have to sit on the bank. But in reality we need to collaborate and meditate. Hands Together. Falling on a cloud while I'm clapping and singing that it's common law to love. I'm feeling this all the while I'm coming out of the outer realm of happiness, of consciousness. I'm glad this is a life that I can live to gain A Consciousness.
ace-rock-martinez
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Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
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