Village Bandit - Sunbaked

The first and last eternal presence
The purge my preference
Determined to return heavens
My urn can turn to herbal remnants
Before the world was birthed
The serpent urged the girl I met when
I heard her tell him
The purpose was earthly entrance
I'm still cursed by her endeavors
Searching for the exit & burning endless

(Tonight I'm speaking on)
I'm sunbaked by the moon
One take you confused
(Promises & pitfalls of the spiritual path)
It's fun facing all the
It's fun facing all the doom

(You will definitely get quiet & you will start to have powers)

I'm talking to Maharashi
(Called Siddhis)
The byproduct of cosmos and god aligning
(Siddhis or powers are a real terrible trap on the spiritual path)
(They are a real pitfall)

Miraculous
Shit miraculous
I lit a match and rub the ash up on my chin to catch the dust
Synesthesia was a symptom of my

I'm a Wiccan & I spit gematria
Little Lazarus
Is rigorous & really rapturous
Prince of practicing the rituals, I whisper sacraments
Think intrinsic so my instincts give an instant added touch

Witches laugh
Mythic math
Lift my mattress up

Hidden wisdom is encrypted in the Crystal Castle dust
I feel like fasting
Cuz the physics won't contend with facts ya fuck
In the village getting visions saying visit Africa
I was standing and the mammals tried to mimic half of us

I'm sunbaked by the moon
One take you confused
I run laps round the room
It's fun facing all the doom

(Tonight I'm speaking on)
(Siddhis or powers)

I'm sunbaked by the moon
One take you confused
I run laps round the room
It's fun facing all the doom
(Promises & pitfalls of the spiritual path)
Tomb raider
Sleuthing for the Sutra pages
The Newest Ager
When I'm moody I can move the matrix
The rule creator
Is rooted like a rutabaga
I'm talking to Maharashi
The byproduct of cosmos and god aligning
(Enlightenment wasn't gonna happen the day after tomorrow)

Sally stopped my Sādhāna

(Example I was with)
Sally stopped my Sādhanā
I'd rather not talk about her
The Rabid Rasta isn't rapping
This an average mantra
You blasphemous, bad at talking & ya bad imposters
I'm ya dad and ya dad a prophet
Crack the concept of the past
To dispatch the solace

I'll recover with another spell in song
I start causing shit I wasn't meant to
Cuz I stuttered and I uttered sentence wrong
I just hovered and my brother bent the gong
I start causing shit I wasn't meant to
I'll recover with another spell in song
I'm sunbaked
Sunbaked by the, Moon
Yes
The map maker
The massa to rat racers
A cracked cranium
My craft it crashed crazy
I'm trapped uranium
Don't stand in the blast radius
Yes I'm hazardous-
I'm half an angel but
Trapped in anguish, when I'm rapping it don't rack my brain as much
Crafted languages and patterns where the cavern painted bruh
Half Akkadianthe master of the palace
I'm sunbaked by the moon
One take you confused
I run laps round the room
It's fun facing all the doom

(Siddhis or powers are a terrible trap on the spiritual path)
(They are a real pitfall)

Despite the feeling of my eyes and mind bleeding
I am seeing that I am a light being

The byproduct of cosmos and god aligning
(Tonight I'm speaking on promises & pitfalls of the spiritual path)
I'm a Wiccan and I spit gematria
I'll recover with another spell in song
Ya blasphemous bad at
When I'm moody I can move the matrix
Little Lazarus

(Siddhis or powers are a terrible trap on the spiritual path)
The first and last eternal presence
My craft it crashed crazy
I'm Sunbaked by the

Written by:
Zearvick .

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