[ Featuring Yugen Blakrok ]
First sight, second sight
Third strike, foresight
Much I want it mentioned but
I'm clenching my jaw tight
So when it's my turn to speak
I can't talk right write on the walls as I
Walk towards the light
First sight, second sight
Third strike, foresight
Much I want it mentioned but
I'm clenching my jaw tight
So when it's my turn to speak
I can't talk right write on the walls as I
Walk towards the light
My mama said I had to see it to believe it
Made an appointment since I
Hate to disappoint, i keep it
In the mini mall parking
Lot where universal secrets
Reveal themselves to nail technicians
In the evenings
I walk into this nail salon
The conversation ceases
I ask the nearest customer where
I can hear a reading
She pointed toward the back
Face slack not speaking
Seen the candles and the virgins and
The curtain it was beaded
Greeted by the gypsy woman
Who looked me in my eye
Said 'It's free the first time
Since you're the unsure kind
I sense that you're inclined
Somehow to make words rhyme
And people pay to be with you
And speak for a certain time
Wait, I see the believers with
They hands to the ceiling
You deal with intimate feelings
You work with symbols and meaning'
I said chill, respect the skill
So I won't blow the cover
Here's a hundred dollar bill
Quit lyin' to my mother
First sight, second sight
Third strike, foresight
Much I want it mentioned but
I'm clenching my jaw tight
So when it's my turn to speak
I can't talk right write on the walls as I
Walk towards the light
First sight, second sight
Third strike, foresight
Much I want it mentioned but
I'm clenching my jaw tight
So when it's my turn to speak
I can't talk right write on the walls as I
Walk towards the light
Throwing stones from inside a glass prison
Wash those sweaty hands
Most forget to value what they already have
Palms read in prose form
Crystal ball engineer
Hides behind the cage culture circus veneer
The symbolism splitting hairs on
Their little chins
The chins middle finger makes the world spin
Swimming in a sea of sin
Irrational practicers who won't
Bury the hatchet
Got a taste for beef but this
Consultation should cleanse your pallet
Change direction, caught up in the gimmick
Under a glass ceiling can
Access the bigger vision
And vultures are just hanging there
Cowl neck who's gonna get the fowl nest?
I shout vexed tyrannosaurus inside
A proud chest
Heavy reading both candlelit and epic
Got me squeezing pressure points set up
Shop and then I wreck it check the method
The four counts for the record
And thought patterns on track spans
A nebula in a second
First sight, second sight
Third strike, foresight
Much I want it mentioned but
I'm clenching my jaw tight
So when it's my turn to speak
I can't talk right write on the walls as I
Walk towards the light
First sight, second sight
Third strike, foresight
Much I want it mentioned but
I'm clenching my jaw tight
So when it's my turn to speak
I can't talk right write on the walls as I
Walk towards the light
Near the end of this record
There will be a period of silence
During this period let yourself
Experience whatever is best for you
Let yourself experience whatever is best
For you
In this era of fake news, existential terror
And trick knowledge
Don't get fooled or confused by
The views and the gimmicks
It's scanning your brain for
Data and analytics
They used to tell lies to your vision
Now they read minds with precision
Falling for the script
Constantly self snitching
You conversate in private with
Your confirmation bias
But the stars ain't in alignment with
The subject of your science epic Beard Men
Tricknowledgy use your foresight
Make it to the future (Strange Famous)
