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Исполнитель: Zion I
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[Verse 1]<br>Planet Earth..<br>Are you there..?<br>Are you listening?<br>Are you prepared?<br>I see mothership connection<br>Deeper into spritual realms in a dimension<br>Leavin some battalion, descending from Orion<br>Travel `til gone, hear the bust then go<br>To the next level brought by bass and treble dig with your shovel<br>Like a fossil find me subterranean, hard like a pebble<br>In a microscope he`s still dope, coat me with your resin<br>Analyze, suprise! secret weapon`s always hidden<br>I`m fittin` to decompress, yes<br>Ride to the sur--face, think your best is good<br>I`m blowin` heat up off my chest<br>Don`t need no bulletproof vest, drop the tec<br>I`m selectin` my infinite power claim and reign through intellect<br>Fly on a jumbo jet to tibet, meet my queen in between<?><br>All about livin` dreams in a tropical scene<br>Doin` my pimp walk leanin` to the side<br>The sky is so wide, I`m feelin` alright, let it ride<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Yo we travel through radio waves, roll and misbehave<br>We won`t stop until we get done<br>I sit and meditate, let vision`s formulate<br>like the Nazarite Sampson<br>We pray and generate power while cowards get devoured<br>You bakin` deep in my dark sun<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>Dicin`(?) ice is the nicest<br>type or size of the knife is, sights like<br>Samurai souls: Man what the price of your life is?!<br>I rock for father lifers<br>Cat`s wit gats, deadly snipers<br>Little children ridin` they bicycles<br>Guerrilla fightas to the rhyme writers<br>Raft Riders, and math reciters<br>Cat`s holdin` skunk deep off in the blunt wit gingivitis<br>Ignite yo lighter we takin` you higher, fire yo flame<br>We won`t retire no higher than I`d be a liar<br>We walk a live wire baggy(?) a tiger<br>passin` out flyer(s) tryin` to get you to come to the gig<br>Just to admire the rhyme-icidal: it`s vital, ill-percussion is bustin`<br>K-G up on the AHH, 1-2, get busy cousin` with the..<br>While we buggin` and zonin` until<br>Six in the mornin we will<br>Rock and shock elevate non-stop, yo<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3]<br>Interplanetary vocabulary, peep hypothetical<br>Notions in an ocean, I`m coastin` on every decible<br>Amp though, stay low, beneath your radar sensory<br>Prepositional phrases can jump me to infinity<br>I spin eternally, non-phsyically: invisibly<br>True reality is one that naked eye cannot see<br>In this galaxy I`m pluto, tiny but I`m rude though<br>Flippin` you up on your back, I attack like Judo *Whaaooo*<br>Break it down to the atom my long division<br>is vision of precision of my triple fly blast<br>A decision that the lord maketh<br>Taketh away and ?? the will<br>So I chill, crack my seventh seal, thankin` you forreal<br>Cuz you feel "we" with purpose<br>Shinin` in a light<br>We proceed to ignite the mic to shine bright, yo