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MosHigh
03-26-2010, 01:28 PM
footprints in the clouds arouse suspicion
look up in the sky i'm too fly somewhere missin'
lost in space dark place star light the spliff then
thoughts race at a pace aliens might be listenin'
x-files by the piles couldn't describe how foul i get
if i ain't lit and just rolled up a dub of that shit
wolf howl night owl eyelids hunckin' lookin' slit
on the prowl low growl crunchin' physically fit
break of dawn meditative state i create and just sit
what planet am i on when i awake is great...terrrific
the stuff that i puff unravel into a nebula
the world is not enough so i travel on the regular
my propeller keeps me interstellar wherever i'm fawn
cross your chess first to impress like a knight or a pawn...


with a yawn and a sigh, why try, I, the MosHigh
do or die without a clue who knew i flew by
no voodoo or sci-fi but quantum physics exhibit a minuscule
of what i'm equipped to do with the smoke in my eye...
I, the MosHigh


levitation...stay on vacation
neither here nor there
i'm everywhere without a care
revolve around everything i involve, get a share
knowledge i drop it til deep pockets are bare
my savior-fare with the ascension of the flame
make rastas stare at the mere mention of the name
above and beyond any plane i remain
magentic fields reveal from which direction i came
try to avoid the astroids when i'm wrestlin' wit ya galaxy
my belt when felt has left exstinction and some casalities
from gestation to inflation i've gradually been promoted
denoted til i finally reach my destination no hesitation you can quote it
...spoken while i be a token
usually gravity be the suspect of any wreck i be provokin'
slow motion no need for high speed never exhaust or be chokin'
laid back with my hand on my sack wild smokin'
shade black invisible rack of robes my style cloaked in
Galileo my flow see if you can peep it
gold medal rival if you can catch up you can keep it
top secret government classified hide if my words you repeat it
back in time find the crime go head quantum leap it
but why try...

with a yawn and a sigh, I, the MosHigh
do or die without a clue who knew i flew by
no voodoo or sci-fi but quantum physics exhibit a minuscule
of what i 'm equipped to do with the smoke in my eye...
I, the MosHigh


backdrops plot the evidence of lessons surpassed
constellations tell stories that only eclecticist grasp
no apology for the cosmology display today class
trek the path the stars cast forte so far away it's in the past
get strook after you took a look at my mind's eye flash
my first breathe gave back what was left until my last
dust and gas remix get it in and gather a mass
all together in the pit some mash hardcore i crash
double barrell photon blast sparks fly by no routine
particle waves misbehave in phase they double team
witnesses scatter some fell and won't tell the entire scene
relocate the situation manipulate the celluar gene
behind the beam you can't gauge my range it's unseen
inframed in my aim big picture can't contain the theme
try to trace or color inbetween the lines
without haste i erase any imperfection i find
stagger my swagger like a monk drunk off a wine
dodge the dagger of any backstabber who don't wanna dine
i break bread and spread cheese
raising hell to a level all is well and at ease
sharing the wealth good health i cater to please
protect and serve how obsurd i rather be superb heard in the breeze
and observed on a curve at all angles and degrees
large professor main source for a course in relativity
inhale the testament i present from the blunt i deeply breathe....