Mosley Wotta - Astir

astir
like my father used to say
“who were you before you met your mother”
they genius comes from genie
derived from genie north African in origin
the masculine the male version
of the female muse
to the feminine muse
inspiration
uh
genius being something you have
something you were born with
something you have
not just something you are
yea
huh
always knew i had i just had to learn to hold it
had to turn it from a habit into radiant and golden
had to learn the subtle magic of what makes a flower open
i always knew i had i just to learn to hold it

i always knew i had it
ah ah ah ah

mowo: motivation speaks with those that inspiration captivates
impermanence imminent
eminent endless
including pervasive thats no mistake
change remains the only constant
love will always favor change
comparison wearing thin
sicken by fitting in really what difference does our difference make
fearing what we do not know
human race to separate
learn to live to love to live to trust your self to find a way
i know that i know it but learning to live it is giving me reason to run what i talk
aided abetted i gotta give credit to all the support thats been lifting us up
and call it what you will
these words alone do not aloft
there’s more at work i think than ink
will gather strength a sculpture from the writing block

always knew i had i just had to learn to hold it
had to turn it from a habit into radiant and golden
had to learn the subtle magic of what makes a flower open
i always knew i had i just to learn to hold i

i always knew you had
you just had to learn to hold it

genius born in each of us uniquely made for each of us
gifted back to raise us up
design from where the stars erupt
yes where of that infinite
suited for this finite form
village raise these children up
to raise their voice to brave the storm

specifically i speak in generality
opposites attract
lets share this commonalities
astounded by the stated lines
when common ground is all i see
guess we just the kind of fools who fight with words inside a song
couldn’t value strength to place you fate before my shaking gun
but don’t mistake my kind
for a coward with a valiant tongue who spouts cliches and rhetoric
and why can we all get along
shedding tears instead of blood the wars i fight inside of me
pick your battles
know your rights
and where have all the flowers gone
she loves me or she loves me not
a broken heart can make you strong
a beating heart will beat the odds
we hold the beat the mother drum


always knew i had i just had to learn to hold it

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fight comes and the gun pop and the fist clench and the door lock
how we protect what we love most
hold our children
pull them in close
will you tell
that above all
if the sky drops
and the bomb fall
nothing can break them
nothing can beat them
they are the reason we all keep sing

always knew i had i just had to learn to hold it

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