Search results for 'Scribes Language Disorder'

personality disorder
We Believe belief belies an antonym in lived language
The absence of belief comprises death bereaved of its metaphysical powers
Dead
As in

national language: denial. 

Not one of those Two hundred and twelve Point two million people can admit to suffering a psychological disorder. But don’t be

that I play with these words, I speak to myself in a language that's foreign
I sit in the corner, they call me absurd, I think of a rhyme and I have

So structural integrities lost
Epiphany the language of god

Yeah
Gods of the soil
Walkers of the land
Them Scribes never told us
Bout the god in

hands, the scribe of destiny
Can't get these words off my mind, I think I'm being overzealous
Ambition so high, I make your wildest dream jealous

The philosopher
And the oldest trick in the book

If thinking leads to language
And language leads to thinking
We can deduce that knowledge
Stems

of the fire
The guardians of the page
In this sacred realm of words, we're the scribes of the age
In the garden of expression, its creation thats at play
if you

Babylon, couldn't keep the Law cause they were Gone
Living all in that Babylon, they turned their backs like Decepticons
The scribes had to rewrite the Law

going crazy 
Plug talk you don't know the language
 
Lately I been focused on what pays me
Jugged out trap going crazy 
Plug talk you don't know

Einstein Was a Surfer

Jimmy Buffett

Songs from St. Somewhere

2013

have 'em
Music is the language of the near and distant stars
Black stars humming defect
Earth don't leave my street cap
Astronauts in orbit

Atom Heart 243.5

Dark Tranquillity

The Mind's I

1997

language
That colonized your heartland
Advanced through broken doors

And they still believe in you
They seem to see
So many things
Booked in your

get a speech disorder
Bout general anxiety disorder psychosomatic
Chromatic gal  feeling well pragmatic get har wet like the clouds 
When it climatic

century
Who had little formal schooling but
Created a new way
Of doing business their spirit
Fit's the disorder of
The twenty-first century they are

My disorder provides fuel for this evil machine
Piloted by a sociopath that used to be king
On nine to five, full throttle, got your face between
My

winning
If I can't push past this point in time
Yo

You hit my line all affirming
With language I ain't deserving 
Say that I'm full of guile
Got a bowl

Please momma can you excuse My language
I aint got no fuckin genre
I'm confused what my lane is
On, or lukewarm
On some cool they ain’t sayin shit

be the team that your crew is in spades with
I rip any rapper in the world, regardless of language
My glow brighter than a lighter/ Mind as sharp

is to take it back to cave 
Egyptian pyramid 
Scribe the hieroglyph 
But In a Ma 
Will my language still exist 
And people will translate it

the vibe strange
Trying to keep it cool somewhere along the line the vibe change
There's levels to this
Body language telling me just where their head can

agreeing
To holographic lies 
Through cinematic seeing

As if you were the sole scribe of humans
As if you weren't programmed by conditions
As if you spoke

Deceasing masterpieces with the language that I'm speaking
Many claim to be but not really where I'm from
Possessed by the other side when spoken in

on the Mount
From a humble Fisher of Men
The language is family friendly
Little children can attend
Babes and sucklings get the message
Scribes cannot comprehend

and men of every language
With an everlasting dominion, that will never fade away or get damaged
How did He earn this
What was His Name
What did He do

the scribes
crmies, priests and kings they all started making waves 
From then ‘til now we fight to see who'll rule the day

But let's leave the night for