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Moonbeam Jun 2016
Psychedelic souls
Connecting together, making a flow
Sharing what we know
Creating an awakened show
Gather round and watch the smiles glow
Talk to people and help them grow
Give them something to believe in
Help them stop the constant grievin
People need a break
This world can be hard to take
Show them how happiness feels
Show them that its deeply real
Access the love and higher vibrations
Teach them creativity and concentration
Be the change you wish to see
We have the same purpose, you and me
This worlds a trip and we should treat it as much
Teach people to heal with a gentle touch
Energy flowing through our bodies and all around
Manifest with imagination, art, and sound
Create what we want to exist in 3D
Connecting with higher dimensions is the key
You have everything you need inside
Don't hurt your brain looking far and wide
The collective consciousness is overflowing inspiration
For the world it's an invitation
To express what you see
Keeping your mind open and free
Heal yourself and your energy
Take some supplements and drink some tea
Create a world we don't have to flee
Decalcify your third eye and join me
Embody the expansiveness you can be
They're not coincidences they're synchronicity
Everything is connected here and beyond
Your own body is the magic wand
A conduit of energy and the divine
Anyone can understand what I'm saying if they open their mind
Gabriel Apr 2016
Dance within the moonlight until happiness whittles deep into your core. Live within the passion as your blood begs for more.

Let loose the inhibition that impedes the third eye still, decalcify the walls of salt to release our true ability to feel.

Once the visions open to reveal the golden path as greater, we change the way we wage the war to reject the fighting nature.

To be the shift in frequency be the light bringer to mass stagnation, be the love of unity and give our all despite frustration.  

We cannot seek blood when so much of ours was taken, we must end the cycle for only our souls are breaking.
bjynxthelyric Dec 2015
Peace & love I have to find
The probability is Israel valentines
with Palestine
I clarify through wraps of mine
A mummy tapped into his passive eye
when Sam had poisoned tap water
to pacify
Without a voice to ratify
Decalcify, buy back your mind
Business casual grab a tie
Blue collar crime gets past to slide
But just because I'm black I die
You're a human, I'm a human
Really we should have a tie
Grew up proper, finished college
Cop still popped it, **** I tried
machina miller Feb 2017
the anti-siren alarm song
collapses the dimensions of the oneiric realm,
fidgeting infinitesimally,
the tangled engine of acidic tubes
combusts last nights pepperoni bacon chorizo pizza

all of sparta trembles
stalagmites shake loose and dust the bedclothes,
cemented eye-lashes decalcify and split,
as two stumbling gargantuan steps
off the promontory of your bed
lead an unguided hand to the light-switch

the florescent hum gnaws at you
a singular parameter in the speaking mind's running mouth
“caffeinate me”

a hill, no, a mountain, no, a sheer abyss
'the stairs', a godly ascent
an ascent for winged creatures of light
creatures with legs for arms, zeppelin-like centipedes
legs whose construct are Dalían,
nightmarish vaulting apparatuses,
whose step is a bound and whose bound is a flight,
as if all of the thirteen foot-tall steps become cliffsides
and all of the cliffsides become interdimensional worm-holes
as the distance between two mustard seeds grows
and exceeds the circumference of the universal ellipse
we see our premonitions are of infinite potentiality.

resignedly, we take the first step
the next twelve follow succinctly.

we reach the ochre chamber of caffeine
only to be halted by a question
a sempiternal question,
a question of mythic, unverifiable stature
a plaguing question,
a question rooted
in our achey-breaky hearts and nigh-arthritic bones,
rooted in the seeping pathos
of our ritualized morning zombie-shuffle:
but it doesn't get asked today, we drink coffee
the world is right-side up again.
"before the sun rises the world is upside down
this i will prove with the informal, childish logic of prose"
Unobtrusive Jul 2019
In the quiet of the night
When I try to slumber

Thoughts come rolling in
Like tides of emotional
Reactions
Like factions of the heart
Actions of the truth

Manic highs or seething lows could not render, could not decalcify the solitude
Of honestly objectified encroachment put to motion
By contriteness and conviction in my soul

To the forbearing completion
Of an undelivered lie

Brought to light by undeniable
Confirmation manifested by the silent ringing of the conscience bearing witness
To these ties

And someway knowing well wherewith it hides,

We watch and wait
For the Encroachment
Yo yosef shall prevail, my lyrics even froze up hell,
Listen to the real, third eyes i frail,
Only to the knowledge,
I keeps it real,
Soulful samples, you can feel,
I make magic ****,
Like Copperfield, take shots at me, only to reflect off of me,
These haters,
At best demoniators, im the numerator, cash capers,
Make girls catch the vapors,
Its like the temptations,
Nineteen sixty four, my girl its my world,
Let the ball of confusion swirl,
Off my finger tips, see how many can hit with the hallow tips,
Catchin' a death grip from the words, off my lip,
Ya know i keeps a fat spliff, like Eazy, to Bone thugs and harmony,
Say yall harmonizin',
But just fantazin, let my vocals to the anayzlin, suckas aint wise and,
Kin to Solomon,
Many wives lived many lives, through ****** ******* and fies,
As time flys, and the many pies,
That baked in rhe oven, tryna up my grubbin', minus the lovin,
Listen well, the stories never fail,
Yo yosef will always prevail,





Pre-ignite the pyrex, my flows tighter than latex,
Say yall aint feelin' this so next,
Off the hit list, try to throw in ya diss, and I'll just take a ****,
Off the Hennessy i kissed, dismissed, the critics,
Spittin' gimmicks and mimics,
Dont even add up,
As i lay low in the cut, all my real brothers know what's up,
Its all love, caught the flash from up above,
Yo it be god's son, racking in the doves,
Clear the tears off they eyes, now Prince gave me the wise,
Now im the master, making slaves what a disaster,
To the record companies, tryna **** me after,
I turn into Iceberg, **** throwing up the bird, and what ya heard,
My soul blacker than a terd,
And slicks gettin' serves,
Fools shootin' but aint gotta lotta nervs,
I must be absurd, cuz i take blunts stash with mad herbs,
Blue lily power my devour, rhymes off the top every hour,
Dont need a rehearsal, **** going commercial, make my own expos,
Shut down the doors,
Im ******* like Rae and Ghost mixtape surfacin' the shore,
Continue gettin' mail, make ya melons swell, time movin' like a snail,
My styles never stale,
I told y'all well, listen Yosef shall prevail,




Music ya can ride by, dont let them haters slide by,
I give em, something shocking,
Electrify,
Decalcify ya soul, im old school like rock and roll,
Gangsta of Love, Chuck Berry Stroll, front page articles,
Im in ya face so,
They hand me, two out of five mics, **** em i know i blessed it right,
They put me in the top last, blast
That's okay, we still millionaires,
Without the flash,
I put em cask, from the words ya won't heal no time fast,
As i take another **** Buddha, with my hand on my girls ******,
Who the sharpshooter,
Without the practice, my lyrics soak up ya soul like a cactus,
Who could out mack this,
Yo when my bullet splits, it no shell, i wont fail,
Yo big Yosef shall prevail
Checked in, on ya vocals,
Smash hits, go local,
Break ya stereo, there he go,
Ripping the floor,
Displayed deserved an encore,
Don't call me Lazy,
Styles similar to Nas and Jay'Z,
Invite me enemies,
Let 'em sit at the table,
Expose the Judas, around me,
Word to my mommy,
Or better yet, the sworn of the Wu Bee,
Still love *******, ***** don't really move me,
Put the vinyl, to the needles,
That's where the grooves be,
Dance like Stony,
Jackson satisfaction, girls catch attraction,
To my performance actions,
Bed room perfume,
Knock so hard, you can feel the skies fumes,
*** is everywhere, don't care, if you really, don't wanna go there,
I'm up in ya face,
News edit, commercial **** the racial,
Knew a chick name Rachel,
She loved to get facials,
Scratch off ****, silent my fears,
Now I hear the horn,
Lena the baddest chick, have ya seen her,
Close to the starlight, six wings caught a flight,
Wait I counted twelve, haters put ya albums, back on the shelves,
I'm taking over, sounds like
The ending of Jehovah,
Who could climb over,
The electric fence, let the ****,
On ya eardrums,
Beat so hard, til ya go deaf and dumb,
Don't just follow the hums,
Of my lyrics, that cause troublesome,
Dumb dumbs, can't peep the conundrum, reaching heights pass the slum,
Ruthless hope y'all feel this, been this way, since the styles of Chris,
Or better yet, Melly Mel,
Never answer the cell, but I'll rock ya bells, like LL,
No shots of cannabis, ask this cousin, can I bust,
I make oxygen rust, without the metal, heavy rhymes to settle,
Watch ya soul shake, embrace the intake, ya life's token,
It's gravely close to a wake,





Back to back, like Jordan on the sixth,
Ring, everyone gather around and sing,
What the lullaby brings,
Circling,
Each and corner, caught two cabs, met rza, in the lab,
Pin the vocab, chemist when i spit this,
Vibration, could shake the stations,  rep my own nation,
Woman want me,
Make em ****, til i reach *******,
Skin tone, dont matter me,
Cuz language i speak,
Be money, get the honey,
Hives crowd, up under me,
Spoken properly, built for the family,
Understand me,
Mission monopoly,
At the same time, drop the pedigree,
Peep timeline, i was here before,
There was a time,
Sparkle in the sky, why ask why,
Burn your tapes,
Like when i decalcify, ya third eye,
Old as the fossils,
Make raps colossal, belittle your scrolls to goals,
Ya know the flow, quote it, like a scripture,
Photograph to picture, make hits like ******,
Magazine cousine, to the guns that fiend,
Learned the cream, cashed in my race, now i gotta wicked taste,
In my mouth,
Word to the south,
We stay raunchy, hype the universe like Crunchy,
Three six, still in the mix, talking ****,
I pop up ******, as that boy It,
Ahh ****,
Spiritual counsel, control the sounds of soul,
Stay tuned for the next sequel,

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