Confucius MC - Solstice

All praise to the skies above
And the eyes of love
This guy's about to spill the beans
Somebody mic him up
Nice enough to make it feel make it feel righteous You feel the it is
Where real life lives
But still it's lifeless
From the realest ciphers
Lyrics printed on papyrus pages
Sipping Guinness with my Irish sages
Became a beacon
Slipped out of the range
Of the aimless speaking
Took a couple steps in the light
But the pain has deepened
With a lover's passion
Pen pages that pour me in
Foreseeing a human brain
With 4G in
The four seasons switched order
No sure reasons
My thoughts leave them
Sewn in to the raw sequence
The score's decent
But key players under performed
Three layers under the dawn
Some seek fame
For the of love scorn
It's all love til it's torn
It's deep
A movement dies
As another is born
We're climbing for dollars
Running men
Blinded by offers
That hold a false promise
Treasure chest full up of coppers
We think we're free
Til they pull up and stop us
Suspend the disbelief
Knocking on the screen
But they block us
I step through it
You know my style
My text fluid
My words manifest
No less to bless music
The energy is free for all
But less use it
Find out where you sit
Does the shoe fit?
No longer
Walked the path less stepped on
Til he will he found a well lit road
To bless creps on
And kept rollin'
Met a couple vets strollin'
The rep's golden
Known for how he bless poems
And how he step through the gate of dreams When it's left open
From the strange industry
Where labels collect tokens
Rappers don't write
They bless slogans on the mic
My words play
Swimming in an ocean of delight

Written by:
Charles Cocheteau, William Carabine-Glean

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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