Speaking~in~Tongue

(intro- Indian chant)

In my past life I was learning wit my tribe
Happy to be alive yo burning wit the vibe
Off the sunshine-drinking moon whine
With father-time caressing the spine
Of fine mother earth I love this verse
Don’t need to run and curse
To pump yo nerves wit that heavenly thirst
If it ever-occurs and my words all slur
I’m sorry sir – you can choose to diss
But I’m ((UFO)) the flowing blur – producen hits
Like Zime-Zine-wizffe-imme – excuse me miss
I was speaking in tongue
Seeking the dumb – I’m thinking that some
Needing this – lift – from my spiritual gifts
Mission – accomplish – wit my broken English
Spoken genius – rolling wit Jesus yooo taking notes
As I catapult these scatter thoughts - Across the asphalt….
Paralyze whatever lies these bastards wrote
I’m a captured ghost (heeey)
Spitting disaster quotes (yeeeah)
Like an outcast – backlash – pastor’s throat
Echo off the mountains like a dolphin
Watch-him – splash and float - I blast with hope
Like in my past life I was a?
Bow-and-arrow-Born-again-pharaoh
Wit incredible-flows-caring-for-my-friends and foes
WOOOOOORD UP
Vertical shows supernova glow
I’m the livest unplugged
Oracle-Spit Saliva leave ya all bugged
Like in my past life I was a virus a drug
Spreading diseases of LOVE
Changing like the seasons above
The reason to bust – I’m teasing the drum
(yo) Speaking in tongue
Kicking-it wit Nuns – Chillin wit the sun
And raising up my thumb
Like funmab-humdumb-hon-dune
Runnh-hum awwwwwwww- what is this?!?!?!?
I saw an angel anonymous
Dressed in heavens garments
Who gave me the holy promise
That why I run free like Pocahontas
Stampede where the stars live like the farthest comets
Step into God’s office and get ready for the holy harvest
Son of man resurrection – accomplishment
Droppin hits like a waterfall into the pool-pit
Standing at the altar father what can I offer you that is worthy????
Bless my tongue wit the words to serve these
Mc’s that are lost (lost….lost….lost)
You need a compass for this track in my train of thoughts
Hazardous landscape you will get tossed
Towards my BOSS at all cost
Some fought back wit weapons and lies
Checking behind the most high don’t jeopardize yo soul
Better recognize as I set my eyes
On my past life I was a casket for Jesus Christ
Left empty (that’s right) as he flies into the sky
Leaving behind signs hoping you find
In my past life I was a scalpel opening minds
Tribal rival chosen sublime flowing with time
Shining light for those who are all blind
Riiip-rhhhyme-grapppevine-canntfine
Taking flight then swim
In tune wit the wind when I blend
Step in Christ out the skin
And cleanse your sin
No need for panicking when in God we trust
Don’t turn manikin str8 hard to love
I got “king of all kings” boy – royal – flush
Have joy and plus make noise with us
I’m Oddie Sloan JUST speaking in tongue
Never adapting to no Babylon put this rapper on
And I’ll run this marathon doing back flips
Come upon my atlas
Dip wit me like John the Baptist
Wit the holy-crowron-psalm for my adlibs
Give me my daps kid
Cause I’m enchanted wit raps that entrap-lids….
Unexplained like pyramids with gardens of cactuses
I’m well equipped like a blacksmith
Radiate and make my tracks lift
Blessed wit this phat gift yo and it works
I’m just a vessel for the king yo who was first
All praise to the author of the universe.

Woooord up
(outro – Indian chant)