atma/sphere(prod. by tragedy)

written and performed by stranded

prod. by tragedy

tragedy  +  stranded  =  wind/cloud  (pronounced: wind and cloud)

* track is taken from the album "thesandwinter", available for purchase at the following link:

https://obscureevolution.bandcamp.com/album/thesandwinter

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reclining my head
staring at the sky overhead
i take distinct breaths temporarily
and find my eyes red
and a cry shed
for lost souls who walk roads that stop dead
i prefer a path that y'all chose
rather than one that's child fed
at least know the truth before you choose not to believe
you've got to be conscious awake before you can be conscious in dreams
be at ease and wander with me
potential
no movement
and ponder what seems so simple to humans
life
you do what you like and worry later
instead of storing data
cats make ( stupid ) a form of nature
it's in the genetics
the dna
but what's the meaning of this
you shouldn't see today as much as you see what's proceeding it
you don't eat a tree
you eat what be on it
don't read a book
but what be in it
don't you notice
you smoke your weed with no seeds in it
everything must go forward
otherwise you grow dormant and tranquil
before you pull away
just look at things from a foreign angle
adjust your mind to your eyesight
fuxk the rhyme
this got nothing to do with five mics
i'm spitting just to guide you to divine light
i don't mean to disrespect
but you've not achieved or met a high degree of intellect
there's a difference between leaves that's dry
and leaves that's dripping wet
the prime withers to death
the secondary's necessary to live correct
and righteous
but cats be on some bugged shit like insects with diapers
you need to connect your ciphers and become complete
three sixty
reach
dig deep
and find what's underneath
don't regress
if you undergo the stress
you'll overcome the grief
i don't know about you
but i don't want to think
opinions are false
they ain't convincing at all
( knowing ) is unbelief
food for thought ain't sold or bought
it's something you've got to hunt to eat
in a feral state
you've got to gain apparent weight until your hunger sleeps
i have a large appetite
i'm driven
before i'm finished my tongue'll bleed
all the facts of life written isn't enough to read
i plan to study for hours
from minutes to days
to months from weeks
for years
'til computers go from two to number three
and that's real as fuxk
like me and the fuxkers who grew up with me are still in touch
when your man chews your hand
it hits hard like 18 wheeler trucks
so why jeapardize
you don't have to sever ties when you don't deal with trust
when you're chilling just make sure there's nothing to fulfill their lust
it shouldn't have to be like that
but cats like to get smacked
steal
kill and fuck
and humans
you build for what
if when you build you still destruct
when i see and he-ar the species we are
i feel disgust
that's one of the reasons i keep a mic where steel is tucked
i'm trying to make you see the light
like a phil or dutch
when you start smoking
when i look at you
it feels like a bullet wound with a large opening
it's like i'm at a three way fork and all roads end
i can't take it
i've thought sculpted
went through a shape shift
my brain's fixed
but now my heart's broken
'cause i see the way kids age with the wrong motives
men and women
why is civil living a lost notion
shut the fuxk up for a minute
and listen when i'm dart throwing
and i ain't biting the wu
that's something i'm too nice to do
and y'all know it
i'm a scarred poet
i can't be a part of this culture as y'all know it
i don't spit watered thoughts
i like to get my point across focused

[hook] x 2

so shut up and listen
what i'm saying is important
you cats should be reacting
like a chain
metamorphing
it don't matter
night or day
if you're playing or you forfeit
you can be up a hundred points
if life's a game
then you lost it