evolve the thought. get out there on the court.
spying on my mind I know what i gotta sort..
Looking around, people to be found
Cut the categorising criticism, and preaching the report
flowing in my stride, high with the pride
reminiscent rapping got me trippin fully happnin
livin’ beatin’ clappin’ – but still it aint gonna happn’.. what?
what I listen is spirit kickin’, deep in my soul it’s so revealin’,
got me jumping off the planets, galactic magic was this ramblin
that’s all i got..