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letra de mystic linguistics - loc saint

[intro: loc saint]
mystic: a person who seeks by contemplation and self-surrender to obtain unity with or absorption into the deity or the absolute, or who believes in the spiritual apprehension of truths that are beyond the intellect. yeah

[verse 1: loc saint]
when the song turns on and the energy flowing
every bit of your being asks “what is this?”
won’t you sit for a second, take a lesson from this loc rabbi while the trigga tongues twist this
all day, all night when i write it’s merkavah while i twist linguistics
seek deep when i reap heaps and the knowlеdge i’m giving surpassing logistics
read from the scribеs in the times of the ancient heed with the rhymes and the lines that i paint with
draco reptilian zeta reti-culan, vanquish (yah)
three mystics join for the point and i really wanna welcome everybody to the banquet
yud, hey, vav, hey kadosh, kadosh dose
in my heart when i pray in anguish
now check, embracing the peace and the love of the ruach ha
guided by love and the light of yeshua yah under the stars in the night
i see angelic beings that visit me, teaching me depths of almighty
in power consuming ya, that’s how they doing ya loc
yeah that’s mystical matter in power pursuing ya
oughta be letting it lure ya in
with the sounds of the mystics begin
when the soul rise high, open up third eye
and i d-d-drop out my skin
everybody gather round, listen in
while the planet on axis we spin
reach deep ’til we crack this mystery about this life we live in
mind of a mystic give in
[chorus: loc saint]
i spell well, linguistics
enter this mind of a mystic eye
embellish tongues twisted and you can’t resist the ride
come follow, admit this
enter this mind of a mystic eye
must get this, dear witness and phrase this right to the heart of life
(let me know i’m gonna twist this
even though i’m gonna never let ’em all miss this
yo, get your clique, you can’t miss this
reap your lung for the souls of sickness)

[verse 2: truthseekah]
everybody wanna be deep people
let them know that they need deep then fold
repeat repos, retweet, re-quote
mind of the beast with the heart of a black hole
follow the lies of the algorithm
read their unplugged b-tton systems
speak the truth yet they fail to listen
blind in a world with the loss of vision (ah)
my mind of a mystic, mind renewed
mind of a misfit come unglued
optimistic, can i pursue the light of the path of a chosen few?
2012, puffed up and shipped it
and call to our people on a righteous mission
receive through the matrix, synchronistic
and follow christ in a premonition
hollow spirit speaks intuition into the world that’s apocalyptic
my position is scientific, spiritual, not superstitious
thoughts are twisted, self-ambition
god is gifted, don’t resist it
stay persistent through opposition and never become another statistic
shine with the light of christ, renewed my mind
if thy seek then thy will find all of the things and all the time
proper law they get behind
yes, i loose, yes i bind, yes, my people are divine
we’re connected to divine, cast thy worldly cares aside
[chorus: loc saint]
i spell well, linguistics
enter this mind of a mystic eye
embellish tongues twisted and you can’t resist the ride
come follow, admit this
enter this mind of a mystic eye
must get this, dear witness and phrase this right to the heart of life
(let me know i’m gonna twist this
even though i’m gonna never let ’em all miss this
yo, get your clique, you can’t miss this
reap your lung for the souls of sickness)

[verse 3: watchman]
busting ’em now, can i get a witness?
gotta clap on these dog sh-t sons of b-tches
i spit with the truth, there is nothing here
and you can tell that to your mom if you feel offended
the truth really hurts, it can bust your biscuits
so repent, reach in and peep in
these demons that creeping can come and get it
these mystic linguistics that feed the witches
so hold on, roll on ’em with a chokehold
being e.t.’s we seen and we phoned home, i won’t fold
soldiers with a woke tone
spiritual shift make ’em snap like a broke phone
so go on, h0m- call the popo
holy ghost bringing hope to the cold stone, my throat glow
spitting flow, let this moat gloat
come on frodo don’t be a slow poke
peer inside my mystique mind, travel to the other side
spirits have nowhere to hide, i went and took a look in mine
eternal kings that live inside, logic prophets help me by
demons, spirits have to die, die, die, die, i bind and i plot
pray he tease as i prophecise, i cry to my god on high
till it’s time for the christ, let him pierce the sky
he ride on the merc, apply
jumping and popping, they’re never finding me stopping
i gotta run with the prophets and when i begin to chopping
i got a roll on ’em knowing i’ma never gonna fold on ’em
bold enough to blow on ’em, still i got a hold on ’em (hold on ’em)
[chorus: loc saint]
i spell well, linguistics
enter this mind of a mystic eye
embellish tongues twisted and you can’t resist the ride
come follow, admit this
enter this mind of a mystic eye
must get this, dear witness and phrase this right to the heart of life
(let me know i’m gonna twist this
even though i’m gonna never let ’em all miss this
yo, get your clique, you can’t miss this
reap your lung for the souls of sickness)

- loc saint

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