[Intro] Crown is root. [Verse One] So…. There’s a soaking planet floating in the middle of this space, right? (Aight, bet. Word.) And people blossom on it wanting nothing but to taste light, Like love. When the truth is that they are that. Hard headed as ever they disregard that, Finger printing dissatisfaction on bar tabs, Car crash, the star’s black, it’s all that until: swoosh (poof). Well, Lit And dripping through tip of they own skull (drip, drop) Is slipping infinite light till they bone full (drip, drop) You see the universe had started in a cloud of light which dropletted into all of your bodies populating onto a planet Which pealed into every shade, Shattered in shadows of God, Splattered on pallets like y’all Are having at atoms ‘till they go: swoosh (poof) [Verse Two: E. Oks] And the I blossom on this planet, in this country where they Place me front the TV that will light up a lot, So they can go to sell me ads that say they’re light and I’m not. They don’t want me and the infinite all tied up in knots. But son I know I’m tidal waving super nova so I… I say you funny. I see you hoping I’m hungry. I say I’m still. I’m made of star dust which mean that I’m ill. My everything’s the brightest light. I’m in the Chi and by the night I: Collapse onto the beach that I am lost on, (lost on my own) Boosted, boozed off “Boom Bang” that we all from! Never met a shadow that threw shade on something part sun! Open up my crown and I just listen as it all run (no shadow will touch me down) Down, down, down…(Said, no shadow will touch me down) [Verse Three: E. Oks] No shadow finna touch me, No one gonna hush me, Son I’m getting starlight loud. No shadow finna touch me, No one gonna hush me, (no shadow will touch me down) Son I’m getting starlight loud. With the starlight, what you know about the star light? What you know about the starlight? You know that that is, that is what you are right? No shadow finna touch me, No one gonna hush me, Son I’m getting star light loud. With the star light, what you know about the star light? What you know about the star light? You know that that is, that is what you are right? Right? Right? So I’m chilling on the beach, right? (light on my own) And I’m feeling real at peace? ‘Till the sand started floating as each grain burst to a galaxy, hovering over my head and then in go down, down… (light on my own) [Outro] On the last tape we established we’re nothing more than refracted light and on this one we’ll look deeper into how that light actually manifests…blah, blah, blah…

[Mr. Machismo’s Chorus : E. Oks] Mama, mama, mamasita ven acá por un ratito just for me? Vamos a Benihana in Orlando for free. Beberemos sangría, pues te diré que te amo, le besaré Su soprano voz con cocito chunky [Verse One: E. Oks] No, no, no, no, no, no, no, No, no man I got it, Like the knowledge of back of my hand Had an average of that 4.0GPA No cordial Kush could can Even with the corduroy-boy-dork Ain’t no out smarting this dude. I know everything to be known, All that’s not to be known too… Like, love? That’s just pheromones Stimulating serotonin that’s stored synapse Plus by proxy doses of the oxytocin Arose from a cuddle as you dosing off and that wholesome-mami and your skin acts Like two twigs that you pin up against one another in forest. But course in the forest metaphor, Well, who’s the hooting owl? And who’d a built the tent? Word, you say both are God? But hold up, na. God is an excuse when you don’t know at all That’s a question for the lab, lemme go inside, like… [The Knower’s Chorus: E. Oks] This moment right here don’t even really exist. It does, but doesn’t; is before you hit bliss. All that’s filling and spilling up in your now: Well it “back come don’t” (rewind) so you pack that blunt To forget all of the nothingness you is! Lemme tell you what someone (sinsai) had said to me? (okay) Now, you could go and tell everybody you see. (okay) Said: “What’s filling and spilling up in your now? Is light when it spills bright, right on the field of the life that is waving through your Chi” [Verse Two: E. Oks] No, no, no man I got him! My palm went pit-pat to the man! So, damn he’s down! Got him on forth and long! Go on, dong the bell he can’t stand! Even with the quarterback backdoor, Ain’t no out smarting this dude. I know everything to be known All that’s not to be known too… Like, mmm, Chakras? Stop your being preposterous Yeah there may be light, but it is not in us, this topic sucks, so, next! You wanna know about God? That’s an audible they pull to bull peeps Into peace and quiet so they don’t move Out the boundaries of they school, When my government’s gunning down gowned grads What’s you holiness going to do? Not much. So cop a dutch, Buy some tree Break it down, Line it up, Get high as fuck. Pray to God, Who’s high above, and listen as he don’t say shit. (so I’m getting really high…high…high) [High Off WEED Bridge: Jess Best] Gods, you know you better watch out. The Mind, the mind is only about: That thing, that thing, that thing. That thing, that thing, that thing. (Citation: Alan Watt’s theory of thing-ification) [Mr. Machismo’s Chorus: E. Oks] Mamasita ven acá por un ratito just for me. Vamos a Benihana in Orlando for free. Beberemos sangría, pues te diré que te amo, le besaré Su soprano voz con cocito chunky [Verse 3: E. Oks] She said, “Na, but you could take a free trip To a new place where your words don’t mean shit, It be scenic, and jeez, it’s very clear when you speak That you ain’t never seen it.” Then she put a mushroom in my hand and told me, “Eat it.” Well, she said, “Comela” And so I did it. Yeah, see I was chewing, Then the chew-chew-train got the child moving, Grooving through the grass blades ‘Till his fast ways slowed down and the sun’s past rays poured out. Up, Down. BANG! [High off SHROOMS Bridge: E. Oks] …Wordless, high…all right brain…then…. I say, I say, I say, I say I’m a God, I say you a God, I say, I say, I’m a God, And I see you a God, And I know God is light And I see you, and I see you are light, And I see light is love And I see love and it be bubbling up until up is down. [The Knower’s Chorus: E. Oks] This moment right here don’t even really exist. (Up is down) It does, but doesn’t; is before you hit bliss. All that’s filling and spilling up in your now: Well it “back come don’t” so you pack that blunt To forget all of the nothingness you is! (Up is down) Lemme tell you what someone had said to me? (Up is down) Now, you could go and tell everybody you see. (Up is down) He said: “What’s filling and spilling up in your now? Is light when it spills bright, right on the field of the life that is waving through your Chi”

[Verse One] There’s a whole lot of things that I Think will make me sad, so I blow (mara)‘juana Hablo nada To the girl I think is so bad. Sitting like she pitted across from me on On the subway, fuck, hey, maybe its an “L” Elemental as the “…LMNO…” is a Well, Elephant up in an elevator without cell Service so I stand in the column (ie. train tunnel or chi column in spine) Stuck goin’ up and down Bounded for Harlem (ie. West Side of Chi or Uptown Manhattan) On the Green line without shit to say, ‘till I switched up real quick, to “take the A,” And it’s all going to the same place, no? Paid the MTA-Ventra Card with a peso… Anyhow: boarded the “A,” slow, Turned side to side till I found me a place to Sit down Plopped in the seat, Looked up and saw the same girl standing And I said…(throat chakra blocked)… But she didn’t understand me. Entonce le dije, “Mamasita, I done seen ya before, And I ain’t mean to be closed, I wanna see ya linda sin all the clean clothes, uh huh.” [Prechorus] (Part 1) Sound is only light lit lulling you into dissolving All the story lines that stay weighing you down (Part 2) Manifest the holiest of holy lights now, Aqua blue blam the mic like: Wow. C doubled than bubbled over (E = MC2) So I lay the light down. [Chorus] My throat’s bubbling From an EMF field (Electromagnetic Field) I just I just be in my field Yeah, bruh, trust I be in my field. See I’m waving, “Hi,” To every wave that’s I, as I go on And so I… just be who I feel. [Verse Two] Siempre es mama Quien me dice, “Siente pa’ca” (Verdad, true) Siempre es mama Quien me dice, “Siente pa’ca” (cállate la boca) Recientemente actuando como todo de mi gente empaca, Or is it empacó? What’s “packed” in the past tense? Been a minute I been trapped in the Chi So I’m “lackin” the accented syntax from the Heights, I ain’t fluent no more! Every moment that I’ve known has wanted to move it and go! I’m a day old And growing cuticle slow. Used to be pursuing light infinite loop i’d sail (infinite loop paseo) ‘till I realized there ain’t no difference between waves and my self! Hell! Well! No fail, I’ll go get her cell… Think she’s beautiful why wouldn’t I say so? All the same person with a different face no? El elephante at the back of my throat Dissolved into the waves I let captain my boat. We only riding for a short time So I swerve on lightening as thunder sing: [Prechorus] (Part 1) Sound is only light lit lulling you into dissolving All the story lines that stay weighing you down (Part 2) Manifest the holiest of holy lights now, Aqua blue blam the mic like: Wow. C doubled than bubbled over (E = MC2) So I lay the light down. [Chorus] My throat’s bubbling From an EMF field (Electromagnetic Field) I just I just be in my field Yeah, bruh, trust I be in my field. See I’m waving, “Hi,” To every wave that’s I, as I go on And so I… just be who I feel. [Bridge] Brain’s cellophane Don’t hella change When you famous. But the cells you claim Very well’ll change ‘Till you nameless, You can’t stain this Type of nothing. Trust love enough to see it all spill! Woah, now, this truth that you can’t hold down This high and low bound To verb to be not no noun (Reference: Melt Home – NYC Bowery Poetry Club) To E not to be profound (E = MC2) So I’m showing out, until it’s all gone. [Outro] (Part 1) Sound is only light lit lulling you into dissolving All the story lines that stay weighing you down (Part 2) Manifest the holiest of holy lights now, Aqua blue blam the mic like: Wow. C doubled than bubbled over (E = MC2) So I lay the light down. (Down Down)

[Intro: Jess Best] Oh, I don’t know where you have been. Oh, I’ll tell you about myself, and you’ll respond like I’ve been gone [Chorus: Jess Best] In the day there was nothing to prove Now we’re pulsing, co-signing (cosin-ing) away To waves in a groove. So bow my blindfold hold me through? 50 miles and a bottle of jack Lands us under a tree until we slipped under its crack. So ask me what I’m gonna do… [Verse One: E. Oks] I’m finna jazz out, spazz out In labs lash out If the lasso don’t fit. A bad mouthing asshole throw fits Then pass out. Wake up, Deduce most the day’s passed now. And an unpaid light bill Is quite real in a cash drought Plus I mispaid Sinsai and since then been ass out. I fucked round downtown downed yak Furry feeling furalese and for a minute blacked out! … Then I came back again. Had to’ve been at least an hour that past. She’d unpowdered her face, Puttered her lips, Whispered my ear, As she whiskey soured my glass: Slurping. In hopes it would numb all of the hurting. Cause she’d stubbed her toe while we were swerving In a Flintstone car. That Exhibit had been “Pimping out” With a coat of linen Tinted windows And Nintendo 4. Yup! [Chorus Two: Jess Best] In the day there was nothing to prove Now we’re pulsing, co-signing (cosin-ing) away To waves in a groove. So bow my blindfold hold me through? 50 miles and a bottle of jack Lands us under a tree Until we slipped under its crack. Don’t ask me where I’m going to. [Verse Two: E. Oks] I used to didn’t know how love. Right? Had a hole up in my groove, Infinite loop I’d sail (Infinite loop paseo) Yellin “yaba-daba-doo” - dope rapper chatter Act as if Phi Beta Kappa matter too But I don’t need that! Me no need no feed back! I see I am all So I’m off in constant awe At all the God that chose to seed that! Pulsing from a green pack! Pucker up a lip And Lick a lover like a leave that Was finna fall from a tree till it leaned back: Slipping back to the finger tip of the branch where the bloom had done blossomed Till all I could say was just: “Uhhh, hold up. No no. So much that I don’t know. But bro that’s no ‘Yo Yo’! Yeah! For sure I’m sure I saw that grow in slow mo! but uh….” Maybe I should calm down? Maybe I’ve been awake too long now, Too blurry eyed from the last night, I shouldn’t have gone out? One too many whiskeys sours got poured down Into my cup So at the right road I made the last left And got my ass left in the wrong town… Or maybe I’m fine? Maybe the self hate got me pinned backed? Maybe the leaf of tree really do slip back? And in fact it was placed as a sign In front of my eye to show me where to go? Yeah that’s right, it was a parable. It’s apparent now That’s God staring out from his peering hole. So: Knock knock! I’m going in! I’ve been starving! Looking for the light! So: Knock knock! I hope God knows I got a blowtorch To leave his home scorched I’ll pop off, I’ve been hardened! I don’t know no peace in my self at all! Knock Knock! And no one answers, so finally I busted it down and then God said: “HEY!” I don’t know where you have been… [Chorus Three: Jess Best] In the day there was nothing to prove Now we’re pulsing, co-signing (cosin-ing) away To waves in a groove. So bow my blindfold hold me through? 50 miles and a bottle of jack Lands us under a tree Going down so slowly one is two… [Outro] Double Ones Double Ones Double Ones Double Ones Double Ones Double Ones Double Ones

[Intro: E. Oks & Ash Frost] (E. Oks) This is the beez knees. This shit right here? This is the, this is the, this is the, This shit right here? This is the beez knees. Tell em. This shit right here? This is the, This shit right here? This is the beez knees. Gone and loved my shadow full Now everybody wanna feel my field! Sana melted all my lows Now everybody wanna feel my field! [Verse One: E. Oks] What if your golden light? What if you had the dopest song at the tip of your tongue but never was told to type? Is the untold story a Poltergeist ? What if at my wedding I refused to get married, But agreed to hold the rice? Would you still come? If you hit up my crib would you spill crumbs? What if you had seven chakras and each was a pealed plum? Why are you dripping? Why is the light up inside you so vibrant and different? You see what I’m saying? Why are you gifted? Homie? Who made you, [Verse Two: Ash Frost] What if what was when? When if ever would you want what to win In a battle between who, where, what, and when? Why? What you putting your trust up in? Took a shot or two, but your people ain’t winning yet, so you gotta bust again! Where all your luck done been? Who created them traps you thought that you was stuck up in? Why I done had some many don’t really care ‘bout nothing friends? Who made ‘em feel like that? Whose script they reading? Shit. Verse Three: E. Oks] What if all the movie theaters only showed one race? What if when I searched beauty in Google it only showed one face? What if true glow ain’t what they told you it was? What if the cable company stole your electric then sold you a buzz? (buzzzzzzz) What if I hated myself? What if we all did? What if every new product had told us we’re ugly Until we bought it? What if we bought in? And why did I not do it? Why do I not buy highs but stay fire flying so fluid? I’m fluid now. [Verse 3: Ash Frost] Why when I prayed this morning I knelt like that? Why they saying let God speak through you and it felt like that? Why I used to take them shallow breaths like that? Who will be around when I exhale and don’t get that breath back? Why we pop pills like that? Why the herbs, that could give a better effect, we don’t really know like that? Why are there so many places in our minds we don’t really go like that? Why the water flow like that? Why not put it above seas and let ‘em grow like that? What you know bout that. [Verse 4: E. Oks] What if you were the God that made you, but you forgot that? See the sun’s beautiful rays? Who’s to say that you not that? What if I emit an electromagnetic field? What if science could prove it? What if I read a study that did and then I didn’t use it? What would that make me? If we are all God, who am I to go hate me? Self-hate is a common occurrence in consciousness, but where do it take me? Nowhere? Well why would I go there? Why was I so scared? Why, back in the day, was I like “Oh, no! I won’t dare.” (laughs) [Outro: E. Oks & Ash Frost] This is gold and it seems to lift your soul (lift your soul) This is gold and it seems to lift your soul. (lift your soul) This is gold and it seems to lift your soul (lift your soul) This is gold and it seems to lift your soul. Lift your soul, soul, soul. Lift your soul. (Beez, homie! That’s the Beez!) Lift your soul, soul, soul. Lift your soul. (This is the Beez! Bowing to the Beez knees) Lift your soul (this shit right here? I got soul now. Beez!) Lift your soul (Gotta tell ‘em I got soul now! I got a whole lotta soul now, soul now!)

[Intro: JJ] Oh, now darling don’t you cry no more Tears over me because you’ve fallen for a girl you put up on a pedestal [Verse One: E. Oks] It’s like, if you look at a light for too long? Or real short up up at one that’s too strong. Then you turn your head away just to find it’s still there Fluttering on that blank wall that’s in front of you with a frilled flair… It’s like, if you look at a light for too long? Or real short up up at one that’s too strong. Then you turn your head away just to find it’s still there Fluttering on that blank wall that’s in front of you with a frilled flair… You think it’s really there so you wanna touch it but it doesn’t work and so now you fussing, and you look at the light. You Look at the light. Look at the light. and It’s. it’s. it’s like, if you look at a light for too long? Or real short up up at one that’s too strong. And there was that one time, that you grabbed it, right? Snorted it down and of course it felt so good, light was coursing how it should, ‘till your central sun summoned a bang, then spun to a ball and dissolved to nothing as it sang… [Chorus: JJ & E. Oks] Oh, now darling don’t you cry no more (now everybody getting hyped) Tears over me because you’ve fallen for a girl you put up on a pedestal Oh, now darling don’t you cry no more (now everybody getting hyped) Tears over me because you’ve fallen for a girl you put up on a pedestal [Verse Two: E. Oks] You think cocaine’s gonna save you? Powder your nose with the soul-suckingest black hole Until your whole brain isn’t able To produce enough dopeamine to show you Cherkira’s laugh? (fuck, lemme hear that back?) You think cocaine’s gonna save you? Power down loan roads so dozed I woulda go’d But no you didn’t invite me, Said you thought I’d be mad, And yeah I might be (yo, man…that ain’t right G) There ain’t a song that I can write you To make you feel like I do But I got a feeling that I’ll fail if I do Not show you there’s nothing you lack son. (na, fuck, that’s wack son) You don’t think I feel empty too? You just ain’t there for the alone moments To see what my empty do It’s true that I’ve broken free And tuned into a One Love That I’ve only failed to spoke on Cause it’s something that you showed to me [Chorus: JJ & E. Oks] Oh, now darling don’t you cry no more (you heard that? I said it’s something that you showed to me) Tears over me because you’ve fallen (Bro. Homie. That DoubleOne love is something that you showed to me!) for a girl you put up on a pedestal (I said it’s something that you showed to me) Oh, now darling don’t you cry no more (It’s something that you showed to me!) Tears over me because you’ve fallen for a girl you put up on a pedestal [Verse Three: E. Oks] Light stain make me hate my self… Light stain suffocate my love… But you see the light stain It look so real. Feel I need it now. Can’t cease feel the need Feed it down (down, down, down) But wait how can I grab it? An infinite worm hole done grounded my rabbit, Watch molded nouns Loop round into habits The back itch bound to be Found up in a mattress. Mind stained by Iphone game up in they tablets. Passing a passenger on a platform But she don’t see me at all, All of her eyeball collapsed up into a black hole But, well, I aint mad… Light stain make me hate my now (yeah yeah yeah) Light stain suffocate my love (yeah yeah yeah) And who could I might blame? Besides all of the carrot-like-light-stains that hover like bright stars and stay me out late night. (wooo-ooooo-ooooo) Off and on I often had had it forgotten all dissolves except for all of the (wooo-ooooo-eeeee) great-light-watcher that will solvent my addict (woooo-ooooo-ooooo) (like) Like love. [Outro: JJ] She ain’t real, wooah. She ain’t real. No. No. No.

[Verse One] Succulent. Hide out in dried out well That I’m finna kick the bucket in…. I wasn’t wild when born, Just amused at being a chemical body in the bottom of the vial it formed; Finna dissolve in meditative position. Is it worth living at all As I sit and resolve tension existing Between my selfish conceptions And basic insignificance as the planet revolves Around a sun for the (4-and-a-half) billionth time Sprouting billion dollar buildings for concealing its shine. But I really don’t care. I’m finna air out a philly and get a flare, Cause in the span of infinite time? Well, relatively soon, it’ll be noon. And the lip of the sun Will slip up into this tube, And drip by drip the well’ll fill with a solvent: An angels light waves brain cells will dissolve in, then…. [Verse Two] Succulent. Confused dude, Using a baggy shirt and refusing to tuck it in. Wasn’t till week ago I was informed, It ain’t in style no more, to step in doors With an extra large Valor suit, because you rocked one, in 8th grade All bad babes adored you, the world’s changed! Wardrobes have warped too. (shit) Every seven to several years there’s born a new core group Of young at their peak Running the street, Unaware that their normal Falls out from under their feet, And all the cash they spend is on a past that ends The second after cashier signs on the receipt… And life Falls on Again Er day Same way Until This big ball Is all gone, Then…poof [Verse Three] Succulent. Yo, anything I wrote would evaporate quicker than we did, So, fuck it then. [Outro] Back in the finger tip of the branch where the bloom had done blossomed…(nothing) Back in the finger tip of the branch where the bloom had done blossomed…(down down down) Back in the finger tip of the… Giving out to erosion. Root Is Crown