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Prologue - Terminal 19
01:43
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2. |
Azure
06:17
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3. |
Velvet Steps
08:05
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4. |
The Stages
08:11
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5. |
Isolation Days
07:43
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6. |
Master Divider
06:38
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MASTER DIVIDER (featuring lyrics by Da Prophecy)
So I was sitting in the Lab, with a pen and a pad
Mind racing to the stars with no fear of the crash
Reflecting on the past, concept is the future
Hip Hop, the Reformation bringing light like
I’m Luther, step into the light, that’s when the masses
Will shoot ya, my time is right now, aint no “un momento”
Its mental, but people always wanna get physical
Tryin to cut your own family, and its umbilical, unconceivable
Unreadable, lyrics are feastible, we want that soul food,
But the plate is so minuscule, demons now fasting,
Losing some weight, gettin the stuff back into shape,
man I’m done eating the cake
But my word is it for me, even after I die
When they bury me a G, my eyes will look to the sky
Only heaven up above the music kept me alive
Yeah, the music kept me alive
Lost tribe of shabazz,
I’m tryin to find myself through the old rhymes
Sadat X, Common, since 1999, Eyes open in the dark but you’re still blind
So now I’m here to spread truth, while the light is lime
I AM Da Prophecy, a black kid philosophically Socrates
Spittin flame like the burning bush
Big Brother still watching, man I’m tired of your looks
Though I’m never shook
I went to College, stole your knowledge, I’m a product
Street scholar, know the work, Money Power Green Dolla
Nothing, its no substance, its like dancing with the devil
to the sound of Donald Trumpet
Losing yourself, going nutty like the Klumps
And professing your wealth, when you’re fueled by corruption
Now let me take you to eat, mental consumption, food for your soul
Lets get your blood pumping’
Vibe with me
I’m bout mad elevation, for the nation
No going back up, pay forward with creation
The music, coming straight from the soul
I free up outer dimensions, cracking DaVinci codes
Its metaphoric, contorted, imma get a little historic
Retrograded in the system
I step inside my Delorean
We orient to pay attention to the signs that
Black Lives Matter when its only televised
When its only televised
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7. |
Peninsula Field
05:23
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8. |
Reeds
06:27
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9. |
The Flow
07:49
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THE FLOW (featuring lyrics by Da Prophecy)
Chi Town child now a
Chi Town Prodigy
Knowledge from the streets
Good and Bad memories,
The symmetry, the way I
Break it down lyrically
Neo Soul Flow through my
Visions I’m Da Prophecy
Young Black Male recognizing the hell
Imma call it how I see it we forgot what’s real
See I took that red pill, woke up
From a dream, working 9 to 5 - 5 days a week.
As I’m inhaling my weed
Instead repeat when I breathe, exhaling my
Thoughts, this is the essence of me
A brother still want it all is that
A capital flow? My sea has burned a few
Bridges I admit my wrong
Heard hip hops call, hear my style elevated
were now body and soul, and never segregated, desecrated
Put it in the hands of the creator
The world has gotten worse now the masses get
To praying, my lyrical cave is just another safe haven
For the ravens qouoting nevermore peace and nevermore safe
Whos cravin to wake up and shake up this new age
Ignite a new fire, spread a new blaze
C’mon, spread a new blaze
spread a new blaze
spread a new blaze
Put your lighters to the sky and spread a new blaze
Gunshots crack these police lights
Demons on the block at the stroke of midnight
Thought I was in Gotham seeing all these dark knights
So I prayed to god for protection in this fight
Alone in my room contemplating on my death
Feeling no regret when I’m taking my last breath
Tomorrows never promised, best believe I can’t rest
Living for the words, tatted on my chest
Prophecy is here and I’m never gon digress
Shooting for the stars on a mission like Star Trek
Know I’m the best, no need for elections,
The mental erections like a infection
So selective, we’re given this service, gotcha swerving
twirling, curling like Gervin
I’m slamming this game like Julius Erving
Gotchu start questioning whether if you deserve it
I’m far from perfect, I’m just realer than most
I used to be so ashamed of the stuff that I wrote
But I don’t care anymore so Imma write when I smoke
The flow seem to be the realest when I’m hungry and broke
Still popping my collar rocking my peacoat
Parading through the brothers hood like a Mardi Gras Float.
And this is my first show so its the first impression,
This is a new chapter in this hip hop section, me
Hip hop Section Me
Hip hop section me
I’m Da Prophecy
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10. |
The Peaks
06:18
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11. |
A Picture for Yesterday
05:58
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EPILOGUE - FROM THE NIGHT TREES
(spoken word by Nonney Oddlokken)
When I was a child, the Spirit Sisters Collectors
watched from the night trees…
In the Moonshine.
Changing shape as they jumped from treetop to treetop.
Following me
to and from the store.
Following me
from friends’ homes.
Following me
with my mother.
Following me
and waiting patiently.
For a child born with such an old soul,
will surely soon join them.
One morning, I found a dropped human soul
Half hidden in the protruding roots of an oak tree
Shivering and covered with dew.
Fearing it will dry up and flake away in the coming scorch,
I wrapped it in screen mesh and twine.
Shaded by the white confetti’s petals,
I hung it on the highest branch
of their crepe myrtle tree.
No sense causing a ruckus over such a correctable mishap.
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Norwegian WoodWind New Orleans, Louisiana
"Saxophonist Ole Oddlokken is a Norwegian transplant with a Norwegian Fine Arts degree and a New Orleans Masters of
Funkology"
- from Lilli Lewis Project's facebook page
Songs inspired by Nonney Oddlokken's Fine Art, Mixed Media pieces - Tiny Little Fables.
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