{Libretto} Scene 1: The birth Welcome to Rap opera; the mind of a guy that is not pop enough Fuck Wagner, the times too tough to be pessimistic so his time is up I today waver a quaver in A major the people say what they need is a saviour So take a fruit from the Asymme-tree Thelonious planted in his day as a seed The "bop" plant, pollinated by the "Be" Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete How do you define divine that finds street? "Hip bop" the color of my leaves Not turquoise the color that I bleed More like blue the color is not seen More like a Kora ora than a banjo Or like the Mona Lisa with a Afro Picasso of black folk, But Picasso should see himself as the white O I write notes rhythmically not for timpani; to accomplish what Bach did for Symphonies One day it will all It will one day make sense till then let's enjoy Till then let's enjoy Till the let's enjoy?(Let us-let us-let us-let us-) There is much wackness Killing the craft There is just madness And it's just sad Now isn't it sad to see it come to this? Isn't it sad it had to come here now? Scene 2 Killadephia part I Fly away hiphoppers won't you fly away Fly away hipboppers won't you fly away 2x I can find myself Lost in the middle of bland Don't nobody play nowadays all,these digital bands Ain't nobody musicians no more lyrical cats How can we go forward onward less we go back Don't nobody wanna be original and everyone thinking they bad rolling up on reinvented wheels, co's it got chrome don't mean it jacked This that inner city culture molded next to that crack; those who couldn't play ball could find they solace in that Find they knowledge in rap While the cowards sit back And hide behind the familiar scared to stare from the past (Won't dare to dare to veer from that path) Year to year the same tracks Ear to ear I can't have co's the Fear of my peers defamed rap now We Gotta get back to the music Gotta give back to the youth this product and factory movement Expire Just die and now we inspire now we rise to give life to those who have been deprived of Vision and innovation Give em a new creation Welcome aboard my spaceship where words become the clay and sculptures of sound I make em Masterpieces This my master thesis one of my baddest creatures I held off on unleashing peep it ILL harmonic Soul symphonic chronic rhymes and it's kinda hypnotic God it has got to be time that I spent writing rhymes in Ghana tryna play Amadeus and Brahms cut to now it's time for Rap opera This is renaissance music (let me tell em what it is repeat) Cyberspace music(let me tell em what it is repeat) Intellect music(let me tell em what it is repeat) This is African music(let me tell em what it is repeat) Ghetto child music (can I tell em what it is) All of our music (I wanna tell em what it is) Scene 3: Roman Ridge One day(One day) it's gonna get better(yes it will) It's gotta get better (its got to) One day it'll get better better One day (one day) It's gonna get better(better) Co's it's gotta get better(uh huh) One day it'll get better(better) (It will) I say one day Maybe it'll be this Sunday Or it could even happen Monday Don't you know it could all change one day One day you could be in the worst state Next day you would swear it's ya birthday Saturday you don't wanna be around now No frowns can be found on Thursday Yes sir If you looking at the forecast and ya can't find a reason for laughs Just know that it can't rain always never know what the very next door has Sure that storm felt like a marathon but it's more like a 100 yard dash I done been through the worst of the worst times Trust me but I still seen it all pass all pass Don't you know that one Music won't be a commodity subject to the lies and robbery I see can you join in this odyssey I believe in future 1 day Maybe not now yes someday In the days or years to come day It'll change you'll see life's something Something join me say One day....(one day) It's gonna get better(better) It's gonna get better(better) It's gonna get better(better) One day(one day) it's gonna get better(I believe it) It's gonna get better, better( you believe it) I say better(better) I say better (one day) It's gonna get better(better) You better believe it(believe) it's gonna get better(better) I say one day(one day) its gonna get better(it will) you better believe it(believe) it's gonna get better(better) I say One day One day(one day Oh yes one day (yes one day) One day it will get better (Yes it will) Scene 4: Sweet dreams You know, sometimes you wanna fight it but, in all actuality you need to let it go You need to just let it, shut down and reboot I'm drifting is my mind? Drifting in mind? Drifting is my mind? Drifting would you mind? Listen this is why I'm drifting if we knew our inner mind riffing if we knew our inner science drifting then we'd listen when we start Listen to your bio rhythms drift and get into your higher image This is where you find the light and livin’ people this is my new religion I am drifting do you mind? Touching the divine When I close my eyes So much I can find There's no meter I could sync with pen to ink with thoughts to think with That's relinquished seem less S'ilad kind of genius, Drifting It's a scratch I cure with itching Itching to see earth from Canyons Dripping With no aeroplane lifting drifting High! You know I'm I said I'm I am..... Guitar solo: I’m drifting in mind Drifting is my mind? Drifting do you mind? Me drifting out of time? Drifting in my mind Drifting is my mind? Drifting would you? Me drifting out of time? No I'm not dieing driftin' Shifting states feeling like I'm missing But I leave, this land of the livin' Give me peace you can't see I'm... Drifting in my mind Drifting I resign Subconscious hills travel in my brain and that's why I'm Sifting through the clutter Chaos lives Buried in my thoughts Yes it is My collage of pain and Happiness Aggravation and my inner fears My inner beast Lives in here So let's have a feast drink my tears Drifting into this unaware of the laws of the aware Come in here dear have no fear share my atmosphere and hemisphere So many people have not returned from here maybe there's to many lessons learned from here I’m telling the people with open ears Even the partially deaf I hope can hear When I am asleep and I drift in and I see what it is to be finally living I can not believe it I swear Scene 5:Wake up 7am I'm reading bout, what Jesus bout Bout Jesus' bout with the wicked ones who Snuff Jesus out They say for the cheese and clout I doubt Myself, my upbringing in question who wrote these words? What men? I have some questions// This is when I died and thus my resurrection Died to they're lies acquired the holy message When you learn Christ you chose love as a weapon then you turn Christ and lose love as lesson This is the message he who is perfected in the name of he who died for our acceptance Accept it, re occurs in legend, some in historical times, ours on records Welcome to a parallel universe You were tryna sing this song but never knew the words They would orchestrate it for choirs all through the church I was in the pew and knew that I had to search we are all hear co's fear is what they serve, you will surely die but thens the rebirth; Follow me Out of the monotony welcome into prophecy this is where your higher self finds it’s homogany with the lower side and combines the cacophony A place where Friedrich Nietzsche meets Socrates Those who seek should seek until they find and when they find they find a troubled mind It troubled mine until the day I aligned myself with the harsh truth of being divine the desolate move few human beings’ll find The difference between being a branch and a vine Sometimes I said to myself if I could just rewind to a simpler time I’d probably trade the designed Nobody wants a living genius They want the death of me So when I die they can pillage my village of legacy Be it the Sadducees or the Pharisees that wanna trap me in the loop over sampled beats Or those that wanna stop the Piscean from swimming Turn my water to blood but I see em I’m winning I figured out the formula, to not having a formula that being said I’m only warming up This is for the pioneers from Primo to Pete yo this high science here avand garde east coast make em bob they heads nigga my ghetto libretto the reason why they here This Rap opera confutatis maledictis the birth of a classical linguist ingenious seem less scene that’s seen sorta like scenes in scream borderline Stephen King he’s Behemoth Scene 6 I just drift(I just drift) Into the abyss where nothing really is (into the abyss) (Nothing is it’s vacant this) This is my voyage boy it’s incredible exceptional (How I make how I make this) How I make illegible sketches to decibels Something they can never do all my records do The Matisse of the speech most memorable And so can we (so can we) (Switch this up and mix this up maybe we can change this rearrange this all, all) Change this Maybe re arrange this Painters of that lexicon the most epic mind compose blessed lines I got a cool mindset (mindset) And my concepts are timeless (timeless) Yes I drift through the new physics it’s quantum the problems of Bach I deliberately solve em Process is sovereign, some describe em as god of the column but of rhymin’ and so Scene 7 Out the loop I I am free from the loops I am out of the loops Opps now I am Bruce Who’s Bruce? Bruce Lee This is chi, this is Jeet Kune Doe From Judo I am free From Kung Fu I am free Karate I am free From the metronome Liberty I know, I know, I know I know I gotta get out of the cage they gave me in order for me to grow I need the liberty Jesus gave if I’ gonna make a miracle I’m gonna take down Jericho co co co co co Co sign me Please Freeze! Now you all believe Siamese wonders Wonders in the daylight4X (In the day, in the light) Doesn’t it resemble, what you’ve seen in the past is it a symbol? When the energies crash like a symbol Is it the end of the song? Could be the intro Man if life could only be this simple Tell it from the brothels and the temples I am sent to he who heeds minstrels It’s my event so leave if you ain’t into God’s pencil or the seers pen too, You might say I’m changing the world I meant to Co’s I’m the (day) And the (light) Fly like Morris (day) So give me a (light) Sike I am the light my tongue is that wick Everything I brung to rap was that sick Black magic, Rap opera Rooted in Somalia, intertwined with Uganda and Ghana In the day and in the light In the day and in the light In the day and in the light In the day and in the light In the day and in the light In the day and in the light In the day and in the light In the day and in the light