{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