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RECORDED: MAY
2000-NOVEMBER 2000
TK: To no surprise we compromise... BELO: And base on theory instead of fact... TK: We lack as a race... BELO: A common place that makes sense... TK: We're all situated on different levels... BELO: And its impossible... TK: To find complete common ground, dissension dissolves disillusioned relationships if we are at the helm... BELO: Leave the navigating to the Shepherd... TK: And remove the headphones when His voice resounds... BELO: My ears open to hear the clash! TK: At last! Truly seen! BELO: For what it is, and not just a re-occurring dream- the truth and fiction, a statement and a mission... TK: Switching my internal direction... BELO: From eternal inferno to a living ressurection, arising from the dead... TK: Lifting the lid of the casket from over my head, and proceeding to step out in faith and humility... BELO: Leaving the self-centered spiral of stupidity... TK: A fluidity to my flow, getting synchronized with God, departure from the frost and the mild to the humidity... BELO: A straight-laced reality... TK: How can it be? BELO: I question my pre-destined life like I question destiny, the solution to strife is being set free... TK: No longer the pollen floatin'... BELO: In currents, we surfaced and are plantin' seeds, nutrients from the underground... TK and BELO: The C.O.T.! BELO: The C.O.T..... TK: Yeah, the C.O.T.! BELO CHORUS 1: Yo, currents circulated, heads in common places brought together under new forms concentrated, our life's endeavour demonstrated, currents circulated, heads in common places brought together, we brought together... LISTENER: Yeah, I obviously don't wanna be blind, cuz then I'd be you. I don't perceive myself in such a serious manner that I can't take myself literally like you. I get up almost everyday to say "hi!" to the gravity that greets me. Hello to another day, that I'll get older, wiser and try to dance around the people who cheat me. Train myself, against backstabbers who's will is only to defeat me...but it's never over for someone in my shoes. Why, I'd walk forever seeing the views of others who say in the end I'll only lose! So to those of you who think I'll die off and not be here, you picked the wrong person to choose this year! Just listen... BELO CHORUS 1 NDIT: This is obviously just an autobiography of possible actions. Ask me my feelings, but be prepared for adverse reactions. What I'm about to say goes against all hip-hop directives: I'm in agreement with some when it is said that speech is the lowest form of reaching. How can a woman ever fully accept what a man says when it was by a male that she was beaten? Once I lose my child's innocence all forms of communication becomes tainted. I know what kinds of lies I'm capable of, so why would I believe your late-night promises? Problems begin when I start to lose sleep over your long winded coversations. Conserve those resources for one who's searching for enlightenment, without true commitment. Oh, wait a minute- that's me! But now I see the way to find true inner-peace. I must loose myself and stop worshipping the beast, from the least to the greatest, it's all just creation, it's time to get creative, so why not take instructons from the Creator? Give Him my trust and the rhymes will r-r-rise to to be much greater. Granted, I may stutter, but the verbal will stay make hearts flutter. BELO CHORUS 2: Currents circulated, heads in common places brought together under new forms concentrated, our life's endeavour demonstrated, currents circulated, heads in common places, we common places, currents circulated, heads in common places brought together under new forms- we concentrated! Yo, we concen- ha, ha! Yeah, the currents circulaaaaated, heads in common plaaaaaces, brought together under new forms under new forms....etc., etc., etc. |