My Sorrow

Yeah Alter Ego this is sick It's Awon Yeah yo, I do it for you I was born god body Christened with the wisdom Of the sawed off shotty Nazarene state of mind My design is perfection Some people call me The Immaculate Conception For 2000 some odd years I slept dormant The consciousness kept me Up on the devils torment Now I lead flocks Through the microphones I rock Spreading the gospel Of what they call Hip Hop My disciples tote rifles These days fighting for freedom Militarization of cops To soothe the heathens My vision is revolt And reveal the true tomorrow The burden of the persecuted people What they borrow My sorrow is your sanity Verbal this is vanity My pain is your entertainment I speak so candidly About the fallacies That's right before your eyes It's a shame It takes a lifetime to realize What are we talking about here? Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding I drop the truth Third Eye Open Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding I drop the truth Third Eye Open I'm searching for monoatomic gold Sumerian scrolls And technology that's 6,000 years old Some people may say I need to slow my role My indigo aura magnetic like the poles Supreme being Shape shifting through dimensions Time traveling way before my existence Life on Earth is constantly consisting Of channeling truth Through the soul And if you listen to the om vibrations Taking sacraments of the ganja Commune with the wine libations I died for your sins and the sorrow Resurrected consciousness collective We are all connected And as you expected When the truth is dissected Lies get redirected Cause eyes remain naked And as it get hectic When bullets get ejected Walk with me I can teach you many lessons What are we talking about here? Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding I drop the truth Third Eye Open Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding I drop the truth Third Eye Open DMT trips off to another plane My reality is not yours Yeah I'm insane Assume what they claim Gain control of my brain Kicking Bruce Lee flows Like the Lucy of this game Telepathically crush evil Magnetic Channeling the Annunaki I'm kinetic Mental calisthenics Cause the lies are pathetic I don't partake in media mind control The set is meant to pacify Validation to consume While they drop chem trails But you can't smell the fumes Yet all you want is trap Love, lies, and hip hop As long as you a slave This chilling chain won't stop So now you can turn up And ignore all the truth You too comfortable to see What happened to the youth Nobody want to die But you all want heaven Genocide of your mind It's a 187 What are we talking about here? Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding I drop the truth Third Eye Open