Sulaymon: Paint/this picture on my mind’s canvas/MC University/have just landed/don’t mean to be rude/excuse me for being candid/but I am the baddest motherfucker on that campus/creating realities and ideas/my thoughts all move with Time/like spheres/I wonder if you hear/what I do/when your headphones bump this beat inside you/think it is the same?/can we share a brain?/for a 3 to 9/minute time frame?/or am I insane?/well Lord knows that/all I have is my notepad/don’t like the drowsiness of Prozac/so I smoke that herb and/wrap my blunts like turbans/that open your mind like surgeons/a lover and a fighter/cuz I fight for what I love/but what I love is suicidal/I write for survival BrotherOfMoses (B.O.M.): Pretty please/will you let me sow my seed?/sustain the growin’ pains til I soothe it into ease/I’m coolin’ like the breeze and I’m swayin’ like the leaves/but when the stress seize/joints rollin’ like the knees/I’m rollin’ on the beat/keep it chunky funky/like the cheese/so cool you might freeze/trends I bend when suspending disbelief/I’m grinding in the green and I’m binding in the keef/unwinding on the leaf/I’m the Kaiser and the Chief

(Mr. Han, Enter the Dragon): “We are all ready to win, just as we are born knowing only life. Stephen Hawking: "Where did we come from? How did the universe come into being?" Worf (of Star Trek): "Die in ignorance. I can waste no more time on you." Sulaymon: My foundation’s never shook/Man, you straight out of a comic book/if you look through my bloodshot eyes/you’d be surprised/by what you’d find/sometimes/it’s too fuckin’ much/bullets burst my brain like pillow fluff/then I try to pick up the pieces/putting back all of the folds and the creases/rap is my God damned Savior/Bruce Lee with some Jim Kelly flavor/new thoughts that I brought to the table/new ways of thinking/arrive like angels/arise like dangers/the virtue of patience innate in its nature/to understand what I meant by that clause/look at the way that thoughts/evolve/first/they set precedence/are violently oppressed/then are deemed self-evident/to tell you the truth/I never thought I’d look to you/and spew the words/’a black president’/proud to be a U.S. resident now that The Dream has/tangible evidence/and I don’t stunt/I get educated like my father/rhymes permeated with thoughts of ancient scholars **I wonder why** “Telling the world of the Truth and Rights that exist in this earth.” **I wonder why** BrotherOfMoses: I wonder why/we were conceived at that time/an introspection of my mind/no answer I can seem to find Sulaymon: Look at the planets/roll a blunt/contemplate where/you came from/no more bullshit/no more fronts/admit that you don’t know for once (x2) (Mr. Han): It is difficult to associate these horrors with the proud civilizations that created them: Sparta, Rome, the Knights of Europe, the Samurai. They worship strength, because it is strength that makes all other values possible. BrotherOfMoses (B.O.M.): And I ask them/what do they know/of the Intellect/what could they show?/points I bring/like a ring of touchdowns/you know I’m a king/and I daily touch crowns/I sing on lush strings/when I touch sounds/bust rounds when I crush clowns/flushes and frowns on the faces/good gracious/roam Heaven and Hell and/all the other places/I know I shouldn’t of made it/so hard/I’m growin’ up/no -tard/and no re-/comin’ strapped with the facts/bitch I know these/hoe please/I’ma go East/I’m a monster/huntin’ your sleep/evil people/I shepherd/I’m stompin’ your sheep/smoke sess from the West and I go East/I crave sound waves like a sonic-flow feast Of creation (x8) “He is The Foundation Of Creation” (x2)

Sulaymon: Constantly seein’ mirages/this world is a bunch of mirrors and camouflages/among other things/men deify themselves as kings/and force other men to kiss their rings/some wonder/if he agrees to live under/whether he/deserves this plunder/don’t be fooled by facades/he wants to fight/but he can’t risk his family’s life/that’s the historical truth/why die for freedom/if your loved ones die too?/strategy of The Man/Congo/cuttin’ off African boy hands/Capitalist/genocide plan/all the way to The Projects/crack cocaine prospects/in between a bullet and due process/trapped in the mix like a ship in the grip of Leviathan or Loch Ness/or Scylla and Charybdis/poverty/nothing more pernicious BrotherOfMoses (B.O.M.): Confusions/illusions/mistaken mirages/hide in my mind/the mental camouflages/I need to find a key/open wide like garages/I need to break these psychological massages/karmic connections arising from causes/the joy recedes/when we play through the pauses/break margins/stay chargin’/don’t give a damn/so we stay bogarting/seasoned veterans/and we know you just startin’/no matter where the seeds are sown/weeds grow in the garden/excuse me/pardon/for goin’ so hard and jigglin’ jargon/I’m a Martian like Weezy or Marvin/Bolivian Marchin’ like Spring was startin’/Reality returns/wild dreams is departin’/bring Keat on the beat/cuz I’m putting on the heart and/I will never fold and I’m puttin’ all the cards in/zoom into view/ideas enlargin’/like swarming armies/with alarming harmonies/we are charming thieves/who are charming these/MCs/like snakes in a weave/basket/tisket a tasket/put this beat in your speaker and blast it/transfixed in the mix/mind’s never mastered (Black Dynamite): See where I’m comin’ from you jive motha—jive motha—fuckaaaa!! Sulaymon: Can’t tell you what’s fake or real/like Matrix shit up in here/I fear I won’t recover real soon/Hurricane/Whirlpool Blast/Typhoon/tossed my mind in several different directions/trapped like/Department of Corrections/subjected/to whims of my mind/and my mind’s very whimsical/you will find/where are we going?/where did we come from?/questions I ask/but the former one/is impossible/to answer/got to/lower/lower your standards/not a Portrait more a Torture/Of The Artist As A Young Man/no battle plan/trapped like Uncle Sam on Iraq sand/God damn/not like them/smooth like butter/get out of jams/then I toast/crumble and melt with the marijuana smoke

BrotherOfMoses (B.O.M.): I’m glidin’/kick slick grooves while I’m writin’/the breeze/and the seas/and the craze/in a wave/like Poseidon/my brain’s in that daze/dome in that dead zone/no Verizon/hypnotizin’/like Biggie/and that Bad Boy/we make good music/y’all make bad noise/I’ll rock you off the socks/bring the shock like tabloids/naissance/for he dons/indulgin’ in sad joys/the sex and the lies/the rumors and the nonsense/my shine’s glowin’/rhymes goin’/and been gone since/mind blowin’/shine showin’/fine sowin’/half a million thoughts/of slime flowin’ through my conscience Sulaymon: Malicious and vicious/rippin’ these tracks that I’m on/chemically unstable/the motherfuckin’ bomb/fuck your hip/move your head hop/nigga we are red hot/pass through your brain like a head shot/better not miss it/rap had a boo boo with this message I will kiss it/A&Rs in the ER/just prohibit/any of our visits/they are only pieces/while we the real shizzit Chorus (Pam Bricker): Too low to find my way/too high to wonder why/a half a million thoughts/are flowin’ through my mind (x2) Sulaymon: Her evanescent figure/brief, disappearing/couldn’t see her/but could hear her/close my eyes and got nearer/so quietly/she decided to spend a night with me/man I like this beat/we sat under the stars/told me which one she thought I was/and I'd flow to her rhythm/this world is like a prison/I mean/prism/a schism/of Spirituality, Materialism/I/don’t mean to put it in binary/but that’s the only way the Common Man can understand me/and I don’t need a Grammy/just enough cash so that ass Uncle Sammy can’t hurt my loving family Pam Bricker (vocalist): A satellite recalled your voice/zippin’ round the world again/all the night you dreamt away/zippin’ round my heart again/one touch upon my lips/and all my thoughts are clear/I feel your smokey mist/up to the stratosphere Chorus: Too low to find my way (grab a J) Too high to wonder why (so high) I’ve touched this place before (fly away) Somewhere in another time (Lo-Fi) Now I get near the sun (so warm) Clouds driftin’ through the blinds (where I lie) A half a million thoughts (brainstorm) Are flowin’ through my mind (all night) BrotherOfMoses (B.O.M.): Flowin' threw my mind like a discus/my rhymes/you must rewind/I insist this/I feel/your smoky mist/and my mind begins to drift/let's unwind a lemon twist/with the lime up in the mix/I take a little sip/my mood begins to lift/I spliff/the piff/can we take a little trip?/we can cruise up on a ship/but on these 2 conditions/and if and only if/you lick my . . . Sulaymon: Flow like an aqueduct/allusions are historically accurate/now pass the blunt/to Marx/but he prefers the poppy/the specter is me/nobody can stop me/I’m/in the zone/demilitarized crazy/refugee camp/war torn young babies/skill is inherited homie/and you lack it/I’m the bomb like/Hezbollah suicide jackets/when I drop this/neo-hybrid hip hop shit/have to break/gravitational theories to top this/I’m armed and guarded/a charming target/trained by the mystics and martial artists/I’m so in control/I compose like Thoreau or Jean Jacques Rousseau/under trees that are old/and I/flow like gold/crossing ancient paths of Silk Roads Chorus (x2)

Sulaymon: I got/one guilty pleasure in this world/let the smoke swirl twirl/like a genie lamp girl/’fore you take a hit/I warn ya/this shit/is from Northern California/pretty much/every day toke/plus/this beat/just makes me wanna smoke/met/a bloke who can flow like me/and/the world shouldn’t take us lightly/but for now just forget about that/blaze a sac/let the instrumental take you back/puffin’ on some fine shit/hot box the car and bump/Jedi Mind Tricks/some Heavenly Divine shit/too short is this life it seems/many nights Dad wished me/flyin’ dreams/and I soared in gleams of light/the ride may be short/but I enjoyed the flight Hook (x2): **This is Outernational**)/Roll a blunt and/you can come but/catch up my nigga/you must follow me/2001 Spliff Odyssey “Act—but not to reflect on the fruit of the act. Victory and defeat are the same. Seek detachment; fight without desire.” BrotherOfMoses (B.O.M.): Gotta get the fix/spliff with tobacco/take another hit/yo I’m feelin’ wacko/sight a slight fright/in the night/spot a jackal/leaves pop and crackle/clicks nicks and nackles/hallucinogenic moments/flashbacks of fractals/boost off this root/cuz the stress I gotta tackle/beats become sugary/sweet as sonic Snapple/my city never sleeps/an insomniatic Apple/Jiu-Jitsu these issues/stress we learn to grapple/we itch for these hits/scratch the best of samples/potential fully ampled/soon to be actualized/bring the/facts to alay/and I/Mack like the knife/life is suffering/never/lacking the strife/stay away from sex tricks trynna/capture my life/rather stay a bachelor/ever/lacking a wife/why?/I’m fly/you can’t be that surprised/you can come or you can go/yo I really wouldn’t mind/cuz there’s just another hoe that will be comin’ up behind/like Bonita Applebum/she has a wonderful behind/you’ll never, ever find a Dynamite as Black as mine/rewind/my mind/just went off to a tangent/the munchies hitting strong so I now demand a sandwich/can’t find a grape dutch/why did they have to ban it?/Bambaataa Afrika/rock me to another planet/trip to Neverland/I began to Peter Pan it/fly/through the sky/but the plane is now landin’/an odd Oddyssey/with my conscious uncommanded/used to hate to spliff the weed/now I truly understand it Hook (x2)

Sulaymon: The blinding flash of city light dreams/misinterpretations of what life means/a man only lives once/but he dies many times/trynna find the right path/but there are no road signs/cleanse my body like I’m/entering mosques/holocaust machine gun funk that pump through the walls/of apartheid regimes/bullets they pass clean through/NAZI youth supporters/hopped the border/wasn’t seen fool/people are bold/but you/need to be bolder so/brush off that nonage like its dirt on your shoulder/children get older must soldier responsibilities of parents/shit pisses me off like opponents of gay marriage but/nevertheless I/stress to death/this last aspect/of Eastern tradition left/for wherever I am/wherever I stand/I prostrate myself/for I am only a man For I am only a man (x3) B.O.M.: Ignite/take a blast up in the Outerspace/exhale/get your face up in a cloud of haze/true fiasco/these beams are start to shinin’ down/so I looked up in the sky/see the stars flyin’ ‘round/my eyes are round/but the air is so square/with the sight of sound/there/appears a new glare/but it’s barely there/it’s in my mind’s eye/so/these thoughts I can barely share/so I just sit in my chair and stare (I’m only a man)/I sit in my chair and stare (I’m only a man)/I sit in my chair and stare (I’m only a man)/until the think blink starts to interfere

Hook (Sulaymon & B.O.M.): I never see you/you never see me/we never seem to be/same frequency B.O.M.: Remember the days/remember the days/remember the days/rollin’ in the ride/on the side getting high/with the guys off that doobie-doo/sit back/munch on snacks like Scooby Doo/shit is fine/I got the slick shine like a ruby dude/I disarm with my charm/as the others acting truly rude/I stay moving smoothly in that groovy mood/with healing powers/that/can truly soothe/concerns/that burn/and make emotions turn/information’s only learned/for that money and that power to be earned/what happened to the virtue?/what happened to the people used to say they’d never hurt you?/instead they stay bitin’/they keep eatin’ me/it’s clear to my ears/but you’re blind to my mind/so I’ll never see the same frequency Hook (x4) Sulaymon: This world’s much larger/than your periphery/most of this world is a mystery/History is/what we make it/I’m fascinated by what Man/has created/like poetry and art/so beat against your heart/like the Day of Ashura/for bright days await you/en la futura/and I/wish you the best/on your glorious quest/had a dream/where the moon emerges from my chest/yes/descended from the khan/I am Sultan Sulaymon/take your mind to infinity and beyond/at the center of the universe time stops/together/one frozen kiss/we stand still forever/intangible journey/chase Time/like Hermes/impervious to pain as celestial stars burn me/as a book how would you turn me?/chapter to chapter?/page to page?/beginning to end?/sorrow to laughter?/or would no one ever read it/so never again repeated/deleted/from existence/persistent/but yet defeated by Time/who giggles as I try to bend space/I tried/every time I would see God’s Face/but wait/there must be more in store/what’s the purpose?/what is my life for?/It/looked to me/don’t you understand friend?/Life is not a means but an end/so bend and bend/all you like but the gift was possessed from the first time you ever took your first breath and/try as you can/extend your hand/but your hourglass only has so much sand, man/plus if you/ever succeeded/if life wasn’t rare it would bear no meaning/so fuck your tarot reading/you ain’t destined for shit/you make your own destiny/that’s the Beauty in It/and I/now that my time’s paid/my time/so fade (fade)