pop the cork i champion the sport
play off you squares who dare
to let the King slide in ya royal court
stars glisten with prayers and wishes
i just sit and listen and let the universe give me inner vision
incisions are precise dimensions i love to splice
sectors of spectators get bombarded with fragments of ice
collisions with religions has been the inquisition since i started living
given wisdom in divine rhythm that'll make ya heart beat into submission
High praise i give to Sun rays as the day is risen
Mos nights i cruise with no head lights but insight
guides me through the maze of urban prisons...
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