Blessed in the heart
Blessed from the start
Blessed cuz were made of stars
Blessin what ever were heading towards
Blessed till we bled
Blessed in the head
Blessed by day blessed in bed
Blessed till nothing left
Till our dying breath
Till conscious hip hop is dead
We stay blessed to death
stay blessed in bliss impressed how I maintained a composure like this
something between a shaman monk druid sage twist guerrilla in the mist cant follow me like im Teslas apprentice when i hover aboard ascended vessels of higher consciousness
like the first teachers whispered in the winds forced in the ears of the wizard type lyricists before genesis Thoth built the pyramids in every blessing the intention is to have you return to complete mindfulness
Blessed in the heart
Blessed from the start
Blessed cuz were made of stars
Blessin what ever were heading towards
Blessed till we bled
Blessed in the head
Blessed by day blessed in bed
Blessed till nothing left
Till our dying breath
Till conscious hip hop is dead
We stay blessed to death
Skinny dippin in the fountain of wisdom with like 50 women
Clearly we winnin it was written in ancient hyms and sowed into linins we the kings missin with one swing of my pendulum
I can get this scene lit so listen
Cruzing with the black Madonna cross the bridge of rama in my mokabra the push paka vimana drinkin kava smoking marijuana this brohama globe trotter make you go full nirvana off the top the crown shockra
Blessed in the heart
Blessed from the start
Blessed cuz were made of stars
Blessin what ever were heading towards
Blessed till we bled
Blessed in the head
Blessed by day blessed in bed
Blessed till nothing left
Till our dying breath
Till conscious hip hop is dead
We stay blessed to death
witness like time travel ancient abstract intergalactic vessel Sumerian tablets with an emerald riddle surfing chronic sonic swells that make h.g wells cosmic giggle Edward enigma insignia on an amoeba smoking chebba
a villain of my insomnia flight of the navigators atlas to stop the nausea calling me nuts when i travel through your trachea like macadamia im going back back back to Mesopotamia
Blessed in the heart
Blessed from the start
Blessed cuz were made of stars
Blessin what ever were heading towards
Blessed till we bled
Blessed in the head
Blessed by day blessed in bed
Blessed till nothing left
Till our dying breath
Till conscious hip hop is dead
We stay blessed to death
the way we manage use the globes as
don’t know how to handle us we on a hole another channel we not from this planet
give the gold back to the panners
Dropping beats that do damage as we rasin atlantes
Enter the messiah we got the touch of Midas don’t try to high five us like Ozymandias behind barb wire I rod this joint with papyrus at a party with dionysus our crew is the tightest you fuckin with titans that leaves you life liss don’t try it
Blessed in the heart
Blessed from the start
Blessed cuz were made of stars
Blessin what ever were heading towards
Blessed till we bled
Blessed in the head
Blessed by day blessed in bed
Blessed till nothing left
Till our dying breath
Till conscious hip hop is dead
We stay blessed to death