[Chorus: Frukwan]

It gets deep, think that you can stand it?

It gets deep, would you rather be branded?

I know I don't, cause things ain't what they seem

And nowadays, know what I mean?

 

[Frukwan]

Yo, articulate metaphors, flows forever more

Energized in a mobile spaceport, antiquity

Man dies in his own eniquity

Cast the fluids to over heat

Shadow the boundries, but yet complete

My mental state escapes gravity

Charge the earth like a battery, one planet to settle

I nut in the Earth to raise the sea level

A mass tons of rocks melt the boil

Up rooted through trees who leaves drip oil

My science is logic, generate his face like tectonic plates

Engraved in a thousand foot wave

Ambriotic mitosis begin to rub

A live sea air particles in a clog of blood

Diluted in mix, stripped of his richest resources

Evident remain, we traced the courses

Symbolic air lights with no appetite or thirst

A walking curse, that happened in the earth, ahhh! yo, yo

 

[Chorus x2]

 

[Frukwan]

Abroad my peaks to release degrees of acid

Total the sun for every year that passes

I trigure land slides and tsunamis, remove the world armies

Blow steam through the canyon walls of Mohammad

Travel through spaces of comet, invade

Celestial bodies in the bloodstream against the coral seas

Invent medicine to heal wounds

Real tombs before the earth started to bloom

Makin' projects of illuminant objects buried deep in the closet

I exist to show the greatest story ever told

Dingilin' in complex where at the seat of raw meat and pigs feet

Never being released, psycological depression

Loss identity and dimension with no comprehensions

So I close my eyes and rest my head 

And travel light years instead

Combine the force, a dark matter crashin'

Cause and effects that cause chain reactions

 

[Chorus x2]

 

[Frukwan]

My direction consists of perfection

Oppositions listen to the lessons

Taught and brought up by, by decievin'

Illusions casts for those that believe in

False subtracts that catch the weak change into wicked

I kick it to teach, being able to reach my beloveds

Born below those, Frukwan rose above it

Being able to gift it and uplift it

And able to blind and see tricks to untwist it

Back by a brother that absorbed his words

Shape and mold, the song only sung by the birds

My culture is natural, sactuated actually

Degrees brought about by you and me

Mind over matter shatters the evil

Heads are dead if you live thorugh the needle

Lords are nature, crate that await you

Arrival, the survival of the fittest makes more

Problem for solvin', identity revolvin'

Character support, yo that's involvement (What? Yo)

 

[Chorus x4]