Album: La Petite Mort Or A Conversation With God (2016)VendettasI'm finally back home
Hand guns and drug runs and I'm not on my own
I'm surrounded by dead ones
All people that I've known
And handguns and drug runs left me on this earth alone
But now I'm in my zone
And it reminds me of the time that oh I lost my mind
And it reminds me of the time that oh I lost my mind
But I promised my whole city I wouldn't let the world forget us
That's 100,000 people in me all with vendettas
All with vendettas, all with vendettas
That's 100,000 people in me all with vendettas
(those who have killed a man can I get a show of hands)
(those who have killed a man can I get a show of hands)
(I press my hands together and pray that god will understand)
(those who have killed a man can I get a show of hands)
This is something that you know in a way you never knew it
And everyone is lookin' at me like there's rules to music
I am drawn to those that I can share the struggle with
Sadly most of my peers are little fuckin' kids
And I know the Vedas and the universe is holographic
And there's collective consciousness and fractals and cymatics
I know these things, I know I'm god in this land as a conscious being
"I am the I am" and I created everything
I see in formulas, the zero point, my entrainment
Phylotaxis, patterns, Universal Disenchantment
All things past and present,
Space and time flow through me and I don't grow old
I have 100,000 people screaming from my soul!
All with vendettas, all with vendettas
That's 100,000 people in me all with vendettas
But I promised my whole city I wouldn't let the world forget us
That's 100,000 people in me all with vendettas
(those who have killed a man can I get a show of hands)
(those who have killed a man can I get a show of hands)
(I press my hands together and pray that god will understand)
(those who have killed a man can I get a show of hands)
