My mind was marooned in a vacuum
Removed from a room with with a view with no tunes
A cloud looms energy it consumes smell the fumes
Burnt oil on sand dunes and soil well those plans were foiled
Melting in a pot that boiled at suns temperature
The cycle was irregular formed from a nebula
A voiced told ‘em listen but don’t tell ‘em what I’m telling ya
Mellow mood misty blue like ella on decca came from mecca
Stash sounds on my sweater my girl left they told me go get her
Like lee scratch perry but imma upset her if I do
Me ‘n’ goz-i-am the truth we all die that’s living proof
I live in a booth remember days when I lived on a roof
Food from a kitchen they call soup living like chickens in a coop
I need ice cream give me a scoop
Now I make moves with all sorts drop anchor in all ports
Flood you with ones and naughts raw data
On a set course to take you to the source with a force like vada
Soul slayer but I shine as the days get greyer through my creator
And that’s coming from times of a comet that made the first crater
In a ship we landed hard to penetrate like granite
While you in front of a camera that’s candid
Still chasing paper for the good they call greater
Outta your mind my rhymes take ya
Oh yeah now you catching the vapours
You in the house but it’s occupied by strangers
Secret other family and strange neighbours

We brake moulds to achieve our goals
We deal with highs and we deal with lows
But where it goes yo nobody really knows

I swapped my beretta for a letter to the better for the better
Made a trip across the delta romeo echo whisky
Dope rhymes echo world wide but did you miss me
I know we had a rough past but that’s history
One of man-kinds many mysteries
Still we gotta hold upon the industry young visionaries
Seen it all before it happens like Irene Adler
Blind fold your captor and turn a new chapter...
Trapped in fear they were socially engineered
Their gods were revered to some their science was weird
A beautiful rapture un-vailed that made it clear
Enter the temple of man through inner ear
Beneath the crown chakra my throat I cleared
A path to the city of jewels now I am here
With one notion to walk barefoot in goshen
And blow this thing wide open in slow motion
But seeing that your styles were so whack
I had to go Just Ice and take you way back
To times of dub plates dats and four tracks
Twelve inch doubles for spin backs
Forty five singles that deejays don’t scratch
These are the breaks that we use to recap
After a zoot we use them to relax
These are the beats make hair stand on ya neck back
So let the beat drop put your mind on top
Let the whole world know how they scheme and plot
On the left hand side we pass the dutch pot
Escape from the l.a.n.d. of haves and have nots

We brake moulds to achieve our goals
We deal with highs and we deal with lows
But where it goes yo nobody really knows