It's true, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, it's true, you know, straight up, we just, we just float,

we just, how do you put this on, how do you put that song together, it's a vibe, everything

is built on vibration, I enter the other side of the window, look out for me at the outro

I wander down a mountain with a mouth full of powerful symbols, and spit the shower to

sinful to make the powerful simple, and chain and collar the cowards to build a tower for

kinfolk, oh shit, is that the cycle, is that the never -ending spiral that oscillate between

deceitful and disciple, it seems that I crack the cipher between the peaceful and the psycho,

yeah, as sure as the pendulum swinging, I exit the telephone booth with my envelope

blinging, and everything got a ring to it, I'm way more likely to hit you than getting

into it, meanwhile, I'll be building an igloo like I'm an Inuit, here's your golden ticket

to catch my solo, the symphony of the infinite, forgive but not forget to tighten up the grip,

and live without regret, yup, bad, folks try to spook them like hoops, forget, they've

been plotting on a coup, but can't cooperate, stay gunning for the brothers like Cooper's

kid, ride a wolf in the battle, then ring the mac, mac, pull up, hop in the chest, and

I'll feed the scent, to your mandem, take ten, you too eager, fam, took a trip to visit

my ego, he told me I'd change, we spoke of where I was headed, and from where he came,

but each in his only beginning, what will end the same, seen good deeds done in the

leech of evil men, the spook who sat by the suit and co -deed his plan, the mum of Malcolm's

memorial is a smiley, selling the portraits, ignore your caught in the web of your rat

whispering, can't happen quicker than you quit what's happening, that ebb and flow ain't

no ho, that's a fact, my friend, it all comes back wherever it started, that pendulum swing,

swing.

Actually, I think you'd be surprised, because there are more sort of things that go through

periodic motion than you realize, because that's what a pendulum does, right?

The marvelous property of the pendulum is that it makes all its vibrations, large or

small, in a heapful plane.

War leads to the snow, war leads to the land, land leads to the now, now leads to the unknown

that takes you back to the ground, war leads to my war, peace leads to the peace, that

turns into night, night turns into peace, snow leads to the showers, showers lead to

the ground, flood leads to the falling, falling leads to the snow, war leads to the land,

land leads to the now, now leads to the unknown that takes you back to the ground, war leads

to my war, peace leads to the peace, that turns into night, right, rap and repeat, repeat.

These folks try to spook them like hoops, look out, they plottin' on the cooper, can't

coop us in, stay gunnin' for the brothers like Coopers can, ride a wolf in the battle,

then bring the mack, mack, pull up, hop in the chest and I'll feed the scent, to your

mandem, take ten, you're too eager, fam, took a trip to visit my ego, he told me I

changed, we spoke of where I was headed and from where he came, that each end is only

beginning, what we're in the same scene, good deeds done under the lead of evil men,

the spook who sat by the suit and called deed his blend, the mum of Malcolm's remark is

a smiley, sellin' the portraits, ignore your car and the rep that your rack was spent,

can happen quicker than you quit what's happenin', that happen flow ain't no ho, that's a fact

my friend, it all comes back where it started, that pendulum swingin' into initial, mental's

our intro.

I ain't from the other side of the glen, don't look out for me at the outro, givin'

counsel, and wandered down the mountain with a mouth full of powerful symbols, to spit

the shout what is sinful, to make the powerful simple, and chain and collar the cowards,

to build a tower for kinfolk, oh shit is that the cycle, is that the never -ending spiral,

that oscillate between deceitful and disciple, it seems that I crack the site between the

peaceful and the psycho, yup, as sure as the pendulum swingin', I exit the telephone boot

from my envelope blingin' and everything got a ring to it, and we ain't more likely to

get in the way, meanwhile I'll be buildin' a igloo like I'm in Inuit, here's a golden

ticket to catch my soul on the symphony of the infinite, forgive but not forget to tighten

up the grip and live without regret.

Yup.