And West plays the saddest beauty in the world.Because it has to relate to my life, it has to relate to the fact that I'm always trying to tell people to go a step beyond entertaining.Well, a step beyond just filling people's heads with something.You know, like I refuse to call myself an entertainer and I refuse to be an entertainer.I watch the tears run down our eyes sinking deep into the soul of the ocean I'm thinking.Love has made a man out of me and that's bad.Opening the blinds to find the sunset.Hanging over hills, overlooking the crest.A God-sent bestowed gift, you're truly blessed.Staring down the barrel that is parallel to time.Taking my position when you're listening to mine.See another aspect, living in perspective.Feeling every cold note, healing's the objective.Sensory is amplified every time I do.Tastes just like your favorite food, plus it's something new.Growth within my eyes, feet drag across the sand.Wishing for some company with shells in my hand.Love, if only time knew how I long wait.Praying opposite of the direction that I'm facing.So I release them, find my peace, through a beat, what's the *?Either do or either die, while you're trying to survive.All these street lyrics are like songs.So I release them, find my peace, through a beat, what's the *?Either do or either die, while you're trying to survive.All these street lyrics.Yeah, and I'll illuminate.Soon you'll feel it.Your fate will be revealed.Unfailing the fear, do we revere?Any other than self, the house names.Three to one, one, three, three.Hey.My body temp is turning ice, ice cold.I send words through intangible forms.And keep the ladies dorm beds lukewarm.So they beg me to stay and I adapt.Although survival may change in this environment.Without disturbing the chain and it's water.I make peace with the wind, spook water.Then apply it to the world.Plants and rain dance.Sending signals like Saphir make the world shift.I'm with Africa Bambata on a spaceship.About to land this puppy on the pyramid.Refuel and fly away like a phantom.Every piece we release is a phenomenon.When you're listening, it's just hidden reviviscence.But the knowledge here is far from a mystery.We do the math every day, sir.The ladies say, who are they, sir?Evidently, they cooling out.We doing our ting ting elegantly.In California where I drop these drools.Speak my piece, appreciate life on the beach.You wanna pump to your next dope, babe?How many of you can do the roast?What's up, babe?I sit back, relax, put you on your head here.You release the high, just let them lock.Scala!Put you on your head here.You waiting, waiting, waiting for soccer game.Scala!I write drama.Team composer.Release the high, just let them lock.Yo, I just need to relax.With a.Woman's firm hands on deck.Untying these knots in my neck from stress.Merrily.Chronic J's on lit.Sensing aromatherapy since.My war muscles all tense.Taking years away cause a frown may downplay my happiness.And I deserve more than that.I wanna feel like how my fingers feel dancing on top of wheels.Two times a day and three times the grade.Clouds couldn't shroud the way I sunbathe.It hurts so good.Sorta like *** with someone new.With waves crashing.Softly.Gently.Welcoming your entry.Venti.Clench me.It goes without mentioning.The sea salt smell.Takes precedence.Whispering in the windows of beachfront residence.And the breeze plays with the candle flame.But it stays lit.Every day is the same *.South.Western.Winds.I came with.It's turning me upside down.Just like a brain stinker.But this lonely heart is not a heart to play when I see some people become beach bumps.And they're nearer than the sun.Then their hands ***.I'm on the west coast until they bury me like sand.I'm not.I'm not trying to be a woman with your footy.I start my style.I don't hold a li.I don't hold a li.Looking for nothing cause I got it.That's why she get broke.And you.Give give give give me respect.Then I collect the check.And you can expect something you'll never forget.Wondrous boots are shining amongst the lyrical.Strange, but right.Seed fingers spraying water, sounds airy, dancing rhythms, painful trances, painting, painting, painting trances,bending, bending, bending and bending, blending, sweet new juba sounds, bells leap into weaving sounds,sounds of hoodoo mystery drummed into the skies of distance, of vibrations spinning and gliding, vibrations spinning and gliding.*