[Verse 1]

When the moon shines at noontime, and the sun blazes at midnight

Dark and Night coincide, I stay inside and keep the lid tight

Catch side of the morning that passes by through my window

Another child is born, another dies, and still the wind blows

Spin slow, drawn into strong voice of reason

Standing there in soul thinking of summer –

Just longin' for another season

For no particular Reason hear I stand-

Just rocked another show, just can't remember where I am

And my families far from here, but the stars are bright this evening

On this morning on this afternoon, just got here now I'm leaving

And I shall remember the marble just as clear as I do yesterday

Never dance with the Devil, cuz I cant afford the hell to pay

When I blast through your speakers every time your pressing play

When I fish the phonograph so we could set the record straight

Dear god I pray-

Just let me show this world a better way

How you helped through to your heart and all the times you fade away

I get to, say these words and speak my piece to Catholic Crowds

Not certain if it's Day or Night but I know the time is NOW

And if we ever lose the purpose as a prelude to the sound

Lets just call it a Day, and burn my empires to the ground...


[Verse 2]

Ya, amazingly, Cask of Amanciatto

Cracks wide open and vibrates your bravado

So I escape, body-bagging, like I'm kinda like Monte Christo

World Tour, DL, Koffeshop, and I'm coming to your Bistro

We show bright when it comes to your ability

I'll be yellin' out homonyms 'cuz I dwell in possibility

We gonna call it a Day, 'cuz I know your feelin' me

Listener, Rapper, Popuri of Life- all synonyms of Cornucopia

I'm so glad you have a wife- In this wolf eat samurai world

You better grab your swords and saw your nads off

You'll get chopped off by the needle as it spins over to my rhyme, yo.

Rap Music guys have a self-title: artist to life

Please think twice before you say your things in the microphone

I might not be, but I take it seriously

When you really listen to the words, an your not just hearing me...


[Hook]

Day and Night

Wrong or Right

Spill our guts with every breath on the mike

And hope you call it tight

If it's blind give it sight

If it's Dark make it Light

Some call it Music

Deepspace calls it Life


[Verse 3]

Workin' it out (out), placin' my feet to concrete

Hittin' the street with vengeance, steangence, so sweet

What bitter we consider every circle we pass

Probl'y the reason that I reason with class, so step fast

We pushed and finally pushed that was burnin' staying determined

And yearnin' 'cuz the lessons we learnin' were life long (life long)

Its my song, I place to erase

And transpose all these average Joes

With weak flows-

Who knows not, -

The true livin' roles who ascended, blended

With the beat, compete, and apprehended

Today's feelin' all right, color all right

Being blocked by the shotgun and pray every day and night

Now I've gone a full day without some wackness heard

The One's speakin' absurd-

Are finally heeding my word. (ya right)

And now I'm left with nothing else to say

That be the Night that I Called it A Day (Called it a Day)


[Verse 4]

I'm gonna throw thoughts to a page

Let 'em fall where they please

Let 'em rise to the sky, rain down, on four seas

An ocean of possibilities that dwellin'

Yellin' at the top of my lungs convicted by stone tablets as a felon

A nocturnal being of love since the grown of time

Watch the sunrise with both my daughter's eyes

Permanent Shine, refine my reflection inside

Livin' to die, dyin' to live, and all glory given back to God


[Verse 5]

It was the Night that 24 turned into 12

Had to adjust my spiral off, from the top of the shelf

On the blank page, using the utensil of potential

I'm diggin' in my Brain so I could Rip the Instrumental

With 20 bars left, and I'm consistent from the intro

Lighting candle sticks, as the rain hits my window

Need to focus in, take the topic and let it flow

Got 8 down for the count and 16 to go

The Writer's blocks are stepping stones

Towards the metronome

I'm racing dead last

I'm head last

Placed on my prose

Nocturnal with my journal, a wordplay professor

The aggressor, resembling soda cans under pressure

I'm shakin' but not stirred, deterrent from my train of think

Now I'm aligned, readjusted to infuse the ink

I wanna handcuff the hands of time

No great spirit here allotted for here's the sunshine...


[Hook]


[Verse 6]

Bet I'm casting nets and dreads

The deep blue ways are wet?????

God's Silhouette, I wanna palettes painted pink by suns and sets

BURNT from a long days work, but feelin' fine

Tip his cap and path the moon on his back, his day declines

Candlelight Switch as you slip into the evening

A courtesy to the sun, as it dips below the ceiling

Feeling sort of satellite, like the wind beneath my wings

Or the tightrope, or gravity keeps lunar kites on orbit strings

Man on the moonlight, dream before my time

Like the moon reflects the sun, I make the black begin to shine

Like the moon rewinds the waters, makes the ocean recline

I collapse your mind; I'm Syntax, but melancholy kind

Redefine the best, framed fresh in terms of holiness

Bless the mike, device, 'Cuz I get nice to keep the conscious

And I split tense mint's spit words like sentence fragments

Moon dust the must 'cuz I aint' in it for the cabbage

The incandescent presence spins, as I'm your present flame

But my name would flicker out my name syntax the wax and wane

For the name above names, I'm so glad that Christ came

The black bird bright the night, we called it a Day...


[End Verse]

Shadows step on the one, on, under every tongue, run

Spoken sentence frags., spoken on shattered breaks

It's a black hole soul with my faith as I take


Break Minutes back with father time to coordinate seconds

I surround the 11th hour with sound as my weapon


Villain threatened to sweat the syndrome of the wicked

Heading for your Auditory where the Listener would stick it


Fiction, we're steel, when it breaks from the construction

Crushing your framework and far surpassing your presumption


Sunrays, like a score with notes my surfacing

Great mad at meteors or record the all heed


And when the, Sun Sets

Some one lets the mike down

We pipe down, unplug it and leave it hide down

But not before we retire the pen

'Cuz yo tomorrow we'll be back just to do it again


Uh, shackled and scarred

I still maintain my praise of dark days

A sullen world covered in pain

So from Dusk 'till Dawn, I represent his word

Deepspace 5: set to serve

We travel in this land of the lost and we understand

We battle with the possible chance you take the cross

On your block, in your speakers Dudes is paid

We out for a change, in The Night We Called it a Day...