BLOCK SCHOLARS

You know

The underground always livin'

Never dyin'

Soul survivin'

Beyound the control

Uptown city life,barricades,bright lights

Devil on ya tail for a taste of the nightlife

Young gifted and nifty

Sprungs in the tongues of the milky

Borealis--my stratus is to shine beyond the filthy(that's risky)

Corridors of the echoes of the rough that birthed the silky

Tapestries of an interwoven casuality

Lightness of the mind that's boxed in

Trade with unraveling process

Disguised as progress fused with your adenine

But you just had to dream to manifest and play your part

With cyphers in a Smart City

View the data--collect the art

Sound's physical objects

Cymatic projects

Crystalline tribes still surviving through corruption truly obvious

My own style give you much providence to meditate on

Or marinate the flavor Poupees Vaudoux to savor

Not surrogate

But through heaven's gates

Serenade the lemonade outta lemons

We sellin'juice for the melon spray

This like the Tao of not one way

To travel til a graduate tassel through the city's hassle to wrassle

With the soul rebellion with flow too

alien to shadow

Throws of a warrior or concrete pharaoh

Before we free this arrow

This jewel shall pass but at last

It breach a digitized world to live immortal sparrow

Uptown city life,barricades,bright lights

Devil on ya tail for a taste of the nightlife

Mid-city barricades,seventh side reflection

Lost in thought the mind generalize perception

This one stay rugged squeeze dirt through the fingers

Anxiety press,ya self worth true to linger

85 the fix so we sequence the lah

see beyond the mist, daily meetings with jah

Antonio Great,we no sell the offense

Inoki with the strikes offscript the godsend

Victorian backdrop, Sweeney Todd figaro

Flame to ya skull Josh Blaze Bam Bigelow

Passport dress code, fly by design

Now at half-court,stealth mode,Khan see the shrine

Chelesa nightlife mind flip the soup bowl

Brain stem chamber long bullets. Manute Bol

A lightfoot go the mile,front page open file

Making cans dance,shots rang from the Golden Child

Uptown city life,barricades,bright lights

Devil on ya tail for a taste of the nightlife