The Life Of This Earth Runs Parallel To My Own........

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

The world begins, the world ends, it's all the same, the world Infinite,
Man enters the earthly realm, and looks around to figure where he fits in it,
Egyptians turn to the stars, to find the hidden clues of the galaxy
Stories of Prophets and Angels, tales, and fables are parables in actuality
Societies and Civilizations develop inside a righteous conscience
But religious institutions engage in struggle for control and dollers
Scholors become jealous for more followers, more prestige and such
So there's not much wonder why 85% of the world are dumbfucks
Europe rebels from religion, and just worships the dollar directly
But some mutually beneficial trade is actually acceptable to me
But imperialism doesn't sit well in my stomach like eating dirty pork
So finally anti-imperialist movements develop and envelop the Earth
Here we are today, Neo-colonialism, the poor masses rise up
In the headquarters of Babylon, Nation of Islam teaches blacks the Noble Qu'ran
Afrocentric movements develop and and hip-hop is one of them
Until the 90's the pinnacle is reached with 2pac and the rest of um....
Sept. 13th 1996, where were you the day that hip-hop died?
Still it crept out it's grave and had one last laugh and one last cry
Yes, it survived the theory of 7, until 2003 it was carried by angels to heaven
Bush's consolidated the media reach, and planted the seeds of lie and deciet
We all forgot who we were, and now we in darkness searchin for the door

My life corresponds because I was born with the purity of an angel
Lived in serenity of a suburban bubble during childhood and stayed there
Till teenage years, love entered, and I saw the fullness of my heart
The pinnacle just like listening to some of 2pac's art.....
Then it died, I cried with all my tears cause I loved with all my heart
when seperation from my true love tore me apart,
Till 4 years later Allah saved me and returned me to purity,
Guess that was my one last laugh like hip-hop's conscious rap acts
of the early 21rs millenium, but now media consolidation is killin them
So the struggle to to remember who we are and from where we came
Or we will forget ourselves and live in vain!