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The Best of Capleton (Capleton) · Gold: The Very Best of Capleton (Capleton) · The Best of Capleton (Capleton) · Meditation Power, Vol. 2 (Bj√∂rnemyr) · Into Silence: The Meditation Music of Deva Premal (Deva Premal) · Meditation and Visualisation (Mind Body & Soul) · Irie Meditation (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Meditative Reisen: Licht-Meditation (Hans Peter Neuber) · Chillout Meditation (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Meditation: Solo Guitar (Joe Pass) – and 90 other albums »


the media was focused/ On the words by Kanye/ What
Was it I just heard the President's Mom say?/ People here
Are frustrated/ Still got a long way/ Fed up but
rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,
rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,
Said I had a close one yesterday
Jah put an angel over me, be strong
Hold a firm meditation
One day things must get better
Don't you go down
Keep
Said I had a close one yesterday
Jah put an angel over me, be strong
Hold a firm meditation
One day things must get better
Don't you go down
Keep
it
We gotta jump and shout it
Shout the song of freedom now

So let the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in Thy
it
We gotta jump and shout it
Shout the song of freedom now

So let the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in Thy
the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in thy sight
Oh, Fari (sing it, sing it, sing it, oh hoo)

We got to sing it
Where I learned to swim
But it brings to mind another time
Where I wore my welcome thin
By transcendental meditation
I go there each night
But I
it
We gotta jump and shout it
Shout the song of freedom now

So let the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in Thy
truth
And be it medicine, meditation or God or the evening news
Or a fairy tale I sing to you
And there's an answer when you pray
The way of things,
Jah rhastafari,
Christ, took a sip of the amaretto,
Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you 12
Disciples
Give me a clue who
high, 
Jah Rhastafari, 
Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto, 
Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you twelve disciples 
Give me
I'm in a state of shock
I'm creeping up and down your block
I'm looking into you
I'm trying to catch your view

It's not a quiet meditation
Oh,
bullet
Write a letter to a talk show
Hosted by a one eyed ghost
Don't deny imagination

In a hopeless situation
Hide in your own pocket
Ride your
starts the show

Meantime everybody commits try and try
Fly by setting it back works the go

Seaside everybody commits
Meantime everybody omits
divided we fall
Stand up for your right and pure in your want
Keep it in your mind and lock it in your thoughts

[Chorus]
By the river of Babylon
to a talk show, a brainstorm bullet Don't deny imagination, hosted by a one eyed ghost in a hopeless situation Ride your silver rocket Hide in your own pocket
meditation
I I I the sweet precipitation
I I I the higher depravation
And it won't be long
No it won't be long
No it won't be long
Because it can't be
meditation
I I I the sweet precipitation
I I I the higher depravation
And it won't be long
No it won't be long
No it won't be long
Because it can't be
and doomsday
It depends on which comes first
There's inner peace through meditation

There's optimists and pessimists
I don't know which is worse
But
wire here or was it red?

'Cause it's my fate
I operate on hate
(Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate)
I go by many other names
But now

I am
and meditation helps

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Little spider weaves a wispy web
And stumbling through the woods it catches
Where I wore my welcome thin
By transcendental meditation
I go there each night
But I always come back to myself
Long before daylight

All my ex's live in
car
Tofu hot dogs, meditation, reading books by Carl Sagan
No doubt about it, you're one of a kind

And you, you're the crazy one
And you, you're