Reflection Eternal - Train of Thought

C'mon c'mon ya ya ya ya ya

Yeah, now gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what

Gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what

Gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what

Yo, yo, yo

What's with the melodrama?

Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a helicopter like it's a special honor

The stealth bomba, gem droppa make the ghetto holla

Inter-conta-nental

Takin' you high like sky divers when we spark with live wires

Original cavemen quest for my fire

Express my desire to drop this new shit

These record executives keep tellin' me, y'all stupid

Now if they right, shut the fuck up!

Revolutionaries throw your guns up

Whether you a bourgie broad who actin' stuck up

Or some ignorant cut mutha fucker shootin' the club up

We gonna make ya'll feel this, break your spirit

If you fake that realness word we bringin' it

Bringin' it in from the new millennium to way after that

I call these cats Reynolds cuz they plastic wrap

Kill all the yappin' lets make it happen

You cats ain't real, your just a re-enactment

Better yet, dramatization

Soon as the director say action you start fakin'

I start breakin'

The whole joint start shakin'

This ain't the time or place for you to prove something

Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'!

Move Somethin' (move somethin')

Move Somethin' (move somethin')

Move Somethin' (move somethin')

Move Somethin' (move somethin')

(Word... Alright bring it back to the top)

To be continued... lets see what's next up on the menu

Run up in you lyrics that be fuckin' with you

In the mental, pick any mental:

Instru-, funda-, detri-

Extra extra large like the borough of Brooklyn the residential

Exi-stential this specialist

Like sly stone wit my poem and fly song

Ride along we capture live great and die strong

Word we gonna rock till nothing else matters

You catch bodies, we catch excellent cadavers

Your next of kin an' shatter stories splattered in the tabloids

Erase your trace like your cotton mouth and we peppermint Altoids

Step in the high reppin' the spot called flatbush

Whether rappers or actors you still feel the gat bust

The abstract then becomes the reality

Alcoholics like to call it the moment of clarity

Kill all the yappin' lets make it happen

You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment

Better yet, dramatization

Soon as the director say action you start fakin'

I start breakin'

The whole joint start shakin'

This ain't the time or place for you to prove something

Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'!

Move Somethin' (move somthin')

Move Somethin' (move somthin')

Move Somethin' (move somthin')

Move Somethin' (move somthin')

What's the meanin of ghetto fabulous

Not ridin the back of the bus

I'm a revolutionary antagonist

Some playas is mad at us for just doin our music out of love

Some underground heads is hatin cause we have fun at clubs

I'm probably on some government list for my rhymin

You a fool if you don't think they already tapped your line

Medicine is big business so my remedies is herbal

It's music is for the people so we Reflection Eternal

Listen, you hear the difference between science and science fiction

We blow it out like if you leave on every appliance in the kitchen

at once, still rolling kind bud in Cuban blunts

On the corner watchin how kids comin to Brooklyn for they fronts

Niggas run past what they need chasing after what they want

Fuckin chumps, you walk down the street and get jumped

Brooklyn cats like to bubble out of town no lookin back

When you a ghetto chef you mastered the art of cookin crack

Some get caught sleepin on the Mother City so when they go

They come back as tales of niggas we used to know

Never looked up to see the stars in all they heavenly glory

Just straight ahead cause the peripheral is buildings with mad stories

Not floors but dramas is played out, shorties get laid out

like respect and fade out like TV sets

into the banks of our memories (let it be) we'll never forget you

Lyin on your deathbed askin for God to bless you

Good mourning, good afternoon, good night

What have you done with your life?

Everybody time comes to be embraced by the light

You only scared to die when you ain't livin right, man

I'm puttin up a hellafied fight

I need you all to be clear on exactly what I'm sayin

With your attention span I understand that I ain't playin

You mistaken if you somehow think it's just me you facin

Starin me down while your enemy is standin adjacent

My heart is racin but I know just what I stand for

We chasin death carelessly like +Jessica+, I +Care Moore+

Who said, "Just because no one can understand how you speak

don't necessarily mean that what you be sayin is deep"

In case you die in your sleep you ask the Lord for a blessin

Sometimes they sneak up so quiet that the silence is deafenin

You'll never know who the assassin is until it's your time to go

Your life is flashin, askin for forgiveness but you move too slow

Now the people that you love bear the pain that you once harbored

You was livin for yourself so you could never be a martyr

Life is hard, death is harder; you somebody baby father

Someone's lover, son of your mother, somebody brother

Somebody nigga, now your spirit in the air like a whisper

Hearin your name mentioned when we pourin out some liquor

The days go by quicker and the nights don't seem to differ

It's gettin cold, so I shivered and asked my soul to be delivered

Good mourning, good afternoon, good night

What have you done with your life?

Everybody time comes to be embraced by the light

You only scared to die when you ain't livin right, man

I'm puttin up a hellafied fight

Yo, the time come for everybody

It ain't somethin' you can really prepare for

Yo, yo, Mad Duke, rock rock on and

Curtis Mayfield, rock rock on and

Grover Washington, rock rock on and

My Aunt Hazel, rock rock on and

Big L, rock rock on and

Freaky Tah rock rock on and

Jerome Green, rock rock on and

Slang Ton, rock rock on and

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