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letra de tria prima - naan prophet

the perception of this 3rd dimension is what i’m stressin
osiris cults and isis veils makes the temple interestin
smoke and mirrors, or karmic debt and past reflections
coming back to ascend we can’t regret or forget the blessin
with this third eye open, i’m hopin the writing helps with the copin
i’m overflowing with emotion but i keep on a roamin and rowin
this a dream stream and y’all afraid to dip a toe in
are you feeling what i’m flowing
are you seeing what i’m showing
light is where we’re going
metaphysic doors i’m holding
cause a wild, wild, winds a blowin
say what?
a wild, wild, winds a blowin

da’at moment is reflection of self
the more still, the more gods will, the more chill
would you like to take the red or blue pill?
or you can burn the green
for operation in between the frequencies
of what’s seen and what’s unseen, ya mean?
a median or mode
this is a pale horse that i behold
another revelation waitin to unfold so i’m told
mercury, salt and sulfur
the fools gold

oh draconian devil, oh lame saint
a reflection in this mirror that i’ve come to hate
“are you a sinner or saint?”
i can’t say
but i know what i’m worthy of and what i ain’t
i know what i can achieve and know what i cain’t
on a davenport with a blunt and a lil shortie
just to keep the paradigm a lil sporty
we’ll drink on the level with a 40
alchy
7 signs from a mind that is open
and hopin
for unity with no commotion
just promotion, waving the ocean
til we’re riding golden waves, drinking miracle potion
and thats worth my rhyme
and worth my time
and worth my mind
for now i’ll gnosticise in between these lines and planes
haarps playing strings
i’m blowing haze
albert
your e m c’s are too square for the brain
i’m just slayin
every jinn in this mental prison
f-ck a petty division
because we all gods children
so tune into this vision
but beware these words may need revision
a jade rabbit has all the easter eggs and black keys hidden
for all the hungry literary children
who are feeling this feeling
while samsara still keeps on a wheeling
lets resonate electromagnetic healing
this is a lyrical, spiritual dealing
a metaphysical mercy k!lling
so float with me
to be a knowa of the arc in the cosmic sea is to be free
this liberation is philosophy, to be safi-al-din
bi-bells ringing alchemically, to the death of me
you’re too deaf to see

- naan prophet

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