written and performed by stranded as sea/swordz(pronounced sea of swordz)
prod. by poison flowerz!
sea/swordz and poison flowerz! = sasori's/puppetz
hit the weapon market
for a feathered starfish
i hold it
in the palm of my hand
and it takes flight
like a federation starship
rotates
as it locates
and decapitates its target
and brings the head back
to face its marksman
for confirmation
before i scratch
his name off the parchment
and fade off
in the darkness
with pale moon rays
that are toxic
but not so much
that they make me vomit
just enough
to make me feel the noise
a bee makes
when its flying
i was distracted for a minute
by an apparition
but i came back
to the living
like lazarus did
or so you presume
the mind is a flower
it takes your whole life to bloom
you can't be certain
even then
if the extent
to which it opens
is full
all you can do
is give it all
the solar rays
it can chew
and so much water to drink
a boat could sail on it too
feed your head
like 'the murder fists'
track 3 suggests
peace to lotus
and the cd's he pressed
one of the first cats
that had me impressed
when i discovered myspace
before my feet were wet
i thought i was by myself
as far as emcees could stretch
but i learned
that the world
had many secrets left
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