Toynbee Suite - Lushlife / CSLSX feat. RJD2, Nightlands, Yikes the Zero, Lushlife, CSLSX

I started walking with the birds

Wishing we’d never die

Never be lost and gone

If we levitate

Or we reach the sky

All a lie

All my life

I always wondered why

If the promises of the gods

Is just flaws of the human mind

Human lives depreciated

Molecules is vibrating

‘Til they alleviated

The face of everything

Everywhere is forever changing

So why, bottom-line

Technology won’t be the spaceship

That’s on some outer-space shit

Right now

If heaven don’t exist

Then it don’t mean it won’t

It’s just the next ledge of evolution

That we could hope

They build the data

Build a ladder

Then we rise up

Sing it, black

Spin it back

A puzzle ‘til they wise up

But they won’t listen

I’m spitting

Rapping tradition

The vision of every human in history

Wizen, living

It’s gold dust

But, Larry King

Hellion gold rush

That’s when I begged and I tried

And they had me

Choked up

Murder every journalist

They won’t hear a word of it

Tell ‘em what I could see

In the asphalt

They heard of it

Why David Mamet

Don’t lie

You deserving it

Spitting truth in the

Cracks of the asphalt

They heard of it

Movement 2 — In Movie ‘2001

Dave, Stop, Stop, Dave, Stop, Dave, Stop, Get up

Set trips in visual clips

Several fits to launch scripts

This monolith in blur

Tap matter format shattered

The attic swells all parallel data lost

This black orbit is flushed

Dust settle on plan Z your planet is stumped

In a trance to cause puppets to run amuck

Controlling terror in an era that’s pushed back

Steps through the mirror while reality cracks

Shift

Hate to pretend

Surrender time and again

The possibilities insist, it’s never an end

Dream seems to be shattered from jump

Your looking at me

I’m looking at you

Do we need to agree?

Memory banks flooded gut human condition

All premonition is lost here but nobody listens

If you watch

Then the words just come alive

And the dream

Feel real in a lullaby

Why I’m spending my life

Telling them otherwise

If she dies

Then I’m live on the other side

So I drive all night

Just to tell ‘em

Maybe if they see it

Then the world won’t dead ‘em

Ghosts in they heads

And they just won’t listen

So I’m back on the block

In the ‘Lac

With a mission

I’m a spit a shortwave transmission

Interrupting the Hellions

On the television

Floss when they living

Lost in the myriad lies of politicians

Lost in the prism

All I really want

Is birds in the junipers

If the world don’t stop

From the Lucifers

I’ll be happy that they

Live in the universe

Eternally yours

Waiting here for Jupiter

Movement 3 — Resurrect Dead

Plus, back home

I never answer the phone

I’m all alone

South Philly Hellion Thugs

Like a Terrordome

Never known

Sleep with the birds

‘Til they send me home

Knight-Ridder

Nightmare

Nighttimes, I’m dead and gone

With all the lights out

The birds is chirping

I’m steady working my life out

That’s that accordion

Humming before the night’s out

‘Cause when they send ‘em

To get me

They read my rights out, black

Then it’s lights out

Secure the blast door

Or flee the country

With money

And just a passport

The Grinning Man

Is just spinning inside the Task Force

So, I don’t want to be

Asking him what the mask for

That’s what the last bol

This ain’t Bradbury

This ain’t Roddenberry

It’s just a matter of fact

This isn’t monetary

The monastery is a Hellion Cult

That’s out to get me

Out to wet me

With a million volts, and uh…

All anyone ever told me is, «Yo, it’s copasetic»

Santiago, Chile

To New York City

Or Back to Philly, I’m

Working on a scheme

A dream for the millions

Phenomenon that I seen

About the Hellions

Ideology

Scream Phoenix

And they just tell me I’m

All lost in cinema

Instead of writing my senators

I’m inventing a new way

Of telling them

How they ended up

Lost in the newspapers

Too late for sending up

I don’t want to be

Hit by the union goons

They setting up

All anyone ever told me is, «Yo, it’s copasetic»

Movement 4 — On Planet Jupiter

Back to life again

Back up on the corner spot

Either on the block

Back on the mic again

Ghost in your soul

Still just a likening

Still feel the world in my face

And it’s still frightening

Lush Vida supreme

Where Jupiter was still a dream

In a gas giant

Last of the Ibrahims

Last of the Philistines

Everybody still alive

Ghost in the kerosene

Celebrate the Eloheim

Whatever you wanted

I gave it to you readily

My head is full of ghosts

Science is ahead of me

Melody in the atoms

Vibrating and they telling me

It’s still possible but I’m tired

The drive dead in me

Resurrect the legacy

And I’m a be there

My sister gon' be there

My mother gon' be there

The birds gonna be there

The birds gonna be there

The birds gonna be there