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[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
I can breathe life into words, to reality from imaginary
It's the man with the machine gun vocabulary
Grab your remotes and tune in, picture how I flip words
Treat the page like a canvas, to some, it's a big blur
I'm locked in, I'm on a journey you can't deter
Knowin' on the corner my swagger is off the meter
So good at the game, they thinkin' I'm a cheater
And I still learn like a student, but I'm the teacher
This is mediation, I'm comfortable in my zone
I can spend time alonе, I'm comfortable on my own
No delays or latency, doors opеn, I go in
Needed more bass, so I amplified the low end
I'm in the deep waters, you just got a toe in
I got the Gupta on my mind like a sew-in
I get you hooked on my audio presentations
I continue to cook, they audio imitatin'
You bet it all, you could lose it all
The higher up, the longer the fall, but I thought you knew it all?
What goes up must come down, yeah, that's true
My life full of pain, war scars, and tattoos
Bet when I leave this Earth I'm goin' out as that dude
Twenty-one skunk, we eat rappers like fast food
Bet when I leave this Earth I'm goin' out as that dude
Twenty-one skunk, we eat rappers like fast food
[Verse 2]

[Outro: Alan Watts]
Because when we make music, we don't do it in order to reach a certain point, such as the end of the composition
If that were the purpose of music, to get to the end of the piece, then obviously the fastest players would be the best
And so likewise, when we're dancing, we're not aiming to arrive at a particular place on the floor, as we would be if we were taking a journey
When we play music, the playing itself is the point, and exactly the same thing is true in meditation