Lyrics
Chorus:
Listen sistren check what your told
Not platinum n gold
Let your beauty unfold
The stories are old
The forbidden fruit sold
Its been a long road
Know the Keys that you hold
We 'bout to interface up in cyberspace
Come and check the taste,
We 'bout to innerface up in cyberspace
Check that taste
And take your wack plastic disgrace
I got no time to waste
'cause all the fakin' be makin' me feel insane
such a shame
Folks distracted by that danity vanity
Need no Kane to walk this path
To the center, enter alkemy
Combine soul kemistry
Divine light, you be
You see,
Wipe your brow my friends,
For the threads are thin,
And the journey to source
Begins within...
Astral traveling illusion unraveling
Of this oracle odyssey
Beacons of the goddess we be
Magdalene Mary she
Decoding lost matrices
And where you gonna turn when Babylon burn
Discern, Discern
And where you gonna turn when Babylon burn
Discerning by the eye of Horus
And where you gonna turn when Babylon burn
Discerning by the eye of Horus
As we chant this,
As we chant this chorus...
Chorus
Bling bling bratty barbie
Hot to trot little mommy
Botox booty body
Cookie cutter tele-hotty
Cut and paste celebrity
Connect the dots of fallacy
Oooh-ee what cha' selling we, please?
Glimmer gleam dreams
Tear up the magazines
Break ya television screens
Ya think we ain't keen
To ya propaganda scheme?
Ha Na, ya best think twice!
Your vices got ya gripping
Got ya needing fa greed
Ya got the green money blues
And your slippin to feed
Dis-eases of the masses
You be craving tits and asses
But really though,
It's the bosom of the mother
Check the source
You came from Her 'gina'
Whatever course, from Oakland to China!
WHAT?
Bling bling bloody crime
Misogynistic paradigm
Booby trap industry
Platicized pornography
Represent hypocrisy
World-wide lottery
Time to check the, so check the...
Check the odyssey of a commodity
The name of the game
"Neo-slavery"
And it's a shame it's all the same
When the goods are claimed as free
Bought, stole and sold in the market of greed
And it's a tragedy in this hypocrisy
When a woman's body is a cash commodity
And we're speaking, our tongues no longer tied
And we're seething, from all the media lies
And we're believing that justice will rise
Like the phoenix from the fire-
When the paradigm dies!
Porn Stars, Booty Bars
sprawled out on the hoods of cars
Magazine fashion queen
stirring up the image dream
Well...
You can try to woo me
with your gold and your green.
I said...
You can try to woo me
with your gold and your green.
But can you move me?
Shake the trunk of this apple tree?
Split my fruit in two,
a piece for me, a piece for you?
And when you step to me,
will you treat me like a queen?
Because respect, you see,
is worth more than gold and green.
So check the core of this soul's
deep seeded star,
you've got to know who you are
'Cause I aint got time to peel bananas
to set your ego free,
aint got no time for some kind of
dick-stick-agenda strategy.
So...
let's be real,
how about we chill, and bake
pondering the Universe
with every breath that we take.
'Cause I'm revealing
an ancient breed of apple seed,
carefully designed over eons of time.
Yes, I'm revealing
an ancient breed of apple seed,
carefully designed over eons of time...
to gather the lost tribes
of the New Jerusalem.