Classic Material
Peace, peace, peace
Seven Inner Crescent
More science and lessons
Yes, hand crafted in Medina...
Fresh!
A portrait in the mantle place realer than the shades
A hand on your shoulder and your dreams turn slow
Friend or foe? Debt, no it’s an asset
Medicine or madness?
Skywalking leaping for the beacon in the greater upper cabinets
Eat to live versus live to eat
It’s heirloom, flatware, and murder in the streets
Passed the blood in the streets, the king spat, “Peace.”
Heaven stretch in degrees that don’t crease and creation can’t cease
So speak of reverence in its presence
Peace passed pleasure
Home is the adventure
Black master math can’t measure
Surname: Forever
High end, market low, impulse control
We mold ice cold, hot dice to roll
Stand sturdy like stones and bones
Raw nerves are posed
Flesh, full ceremony dressed
Naked ambition, who the sure shot next?
New vein on the shell gained
A window for the vet
‘Til everything is seized in the nature of the threat
You gotta stand up and hold it down for your set
In terms of physics that didn't sound corrected
But it's chill, and very necessary nonetheless
So yes, lets
Life is short yet it goes on and on
We all die and don’t stay dead at all
It’s a road every soul must pass along
You can pass or fall or elevate your soul
You see, the world is mine and the world is yours
Given in trust by the All for One and The One for all
That you are living in the building
Builders or demolitions
Openings and endings
It is written
Peace, peace, peace
Seven Inner Crescent
More science and lessons
Yes, hand crafted in Medina...
Fresh!
A portrait in the mantle place realer than the shades
A hand on your shoulder and your dreams turn slow
Friend or foe? Debt, no it’s an asset
Medicine or madness?
Skywalking leaping for the beacon in the greater upper cabinets
Eat to live versus live to eat
It’s heirloom, flatware, and murder in the streets
Passed the blood in the streets, the king spat, “Peace.”
Heaven stretch in degrees that don’t crease and creation can’t cease
So speak of reverence in its presence
Peace passed pleasure
Home is the adventure
Black master math can’t measure
Surname: Forever
High end, market low, impulse control
We mold ice cold, hot dice to roll
Stand sturdy like stones and bones
Raw nerves are posed
Flesh, full ceremony dressed
Naked ambition, who the sure shot next?
New vein on the shell gained
A window for the vet
‘Til everything is seized in the nature of the threat
You gotta stand up and hold it down for your set
In terms of physics that didn't sound corrected
But it's chill, and very necessary nonetheless
So yes, lets
Life is short yet it goes on and on
We all die and don’t stay dead at all
It’s a road every soul must pass along
You can pass or fall or elevate your soul
You see, the world is mine and the world is yours
Given in trust by the All for One and The One for all
That you are living in the building
Builders or demolitions
Openings and endings
It is written
( Yasiin Bey )
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