Invocation

Envisioning the hereafter, listenin to Stevie Wonder

On a quest for love like the proceed drummer

I strike like lightning and don't need thunder

Inhale imagination and breathe wonder

That's your lady, I used to run up in her and g weed from her

It's a cold world and niggaz need summer

At times my going forward seems like retreat

As I be writin rhyme after rhyme and throw away beats

Growing into my britches, outgrowing the streets

There's a thin line between war and peace, whores and Jeeps

Ignore mcs like beeps, scribblin freedom on pages

My third eye is like pink eye, seemin contagious

Redeemin the ancients with ace this rhyme jargon

I feel mexican, hip hop is my garden

Don't give a fuck where you chartin, certain shit I can't honor

It ain't that you sellin, it's your karma

Rappers i monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grown

Poetically perform fly-bys, another rapper gone

The stage becomes a catacomb, I rap like a mummy

Not for the money, I could have sampled diana ross a long time ago

My mind of flow is like motor key 20

Youngblood said he had dimes, I prayed that he see twenty

Hollerin at the brothers, either you gon be a thug or a man

Flip drugs and get land, I can see my man Rashad

As he described how the bucks hit him

And said slugs was still stuck in him, when it rained, it fucked wit him

This bucket interrupt wisdom and asked when my album was comin

I said it's here

It's here(echoed*n times)