1. |
Next Step
03:46
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01 Next Step
Verse One
Light the face and watch its smoke rise/
Poetry spills parted ways without expression/
These days I'm still glazed/
Tryna focus on the part of the picture/
Searching for perfect, stupid voices/
Broken paths towards the 8's/
Is life reflected from the inside fit for all to see?/
Still tryna calm theses unseen tempers/
The scale is great/
From them open days of personal insight/
To the last voice wrote for the Supa/
Courtesy disrespected so many chances to change/
Shake these words from the unseen/
No price for the written display/
Out the speakers, expose the journey of self/
From the realms of no name/
But this feeling, I had to explain/
Time travel, another life time, young/
Lonely walking down the stairs/
Eyes, looking like death was my only friend/
Who's watching?
Do you hear the other side calling?/
Its pulling as you walk
I give a fuck if this makes sense to you/
I wrote this from them, the others beyond the all/
We break reality, but we stay broken, tokin'/
Stuck in this domain to explain/
Verse 2
We still rising, still drop it how we want, stick to no rules/
I kill my self if I wanted to leave this Earth/
Even my heart can't decide the next step, the next beat/
The next step in this life, this cursed shell/
Shit don't stop, what's more worst/
What exist beyond the mind of the youth/
So raw they fear each other/
Traumatic scenes live from Edmonton Green/
Death strikes the beauty in this wild flower/
The one that picks that, walks of triumphant/
Mothers and Fathers they crying/
Baby children screaming/
Rage from the stares of baby mothers/
So depressing from the voice of no emotion/
Is this just another Earth experience?/
Untangle the web and see the message/
Hold still, I'm here to heal, destroy the fear/
Blast the guide of light, the gift of the craft/
Teks wrath of the math, fuck the past/
Times change, times rearrange/
So much love, respect to Obey/
The one who wrote the dopess' shit I ever heard in my life/
This game of rap is nothing but trash/
Kind words from the other side of the page/
Drugs, sex, violence/
I'm tired of the scenes where there's no light/
I'd rather pull that switch blade and cut my ties/
Raise my seeds right/
Better then the other life time/
Working with this path from the start, so many branches/
Enjoy this quest, meditated in the unfoldment of new vision/
The future depends on what i do now and that's not a guess/
That's internal fact, hold your tears/
The real choose to go/
No auto pilot when the seal is broken/
No need for the fix, because life's a joke/
No ones laughing, back to nothing/
Where the All exist .../
I seen it in the bliss of lovely vision/
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2. |
The Spoken Weight
02:58
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02 The Spoken Weight
Verse One
Power moves, words we choose to represent self/
Reflect upon the page out the speakers/
Collision with sound, combination always special/
Broke my rage when i was told point blank things can never be the same/
A new catalyst formed in the shape of one direction towards home/
The push was very ugly, the vision touched me/
Experience of equal disturbance/
A new path, we all got that walk/
Sometimes the mould breaks/
Tek the fool, not the one you know.../
But the other fool... Turn the cards over/
Force and Form, The IS speak/
More these days, communication/
To kill time back to the last words of Free:AM/
Verse Two
Passionate with the ways we express/
Take these arts very serious, no image/
Give a fuck about what it takes to be heard/
My word is all I got/
I find a place, this craft everywhere unseen/
Invisible we kick to break the poisonous craft/
Candle light flickers, don't waste power/
Lets make this flame bigger/
Use the mind, try bend spoons and see what happens/
I wrote that with a smile/
Push the message of the other side so much/
It push me back, back to the future/
Where the joy runs the engineering/
Do you hear the constant message?/
Even some of my peoples thinks I'm crazy/
No need to say it/
I don't see the bigger picture, the master plan/
Explain your message, your presence, the reason/
Such a shift, I speak with words and question/
Avoid violence, still so very pissed/
Like the wonderful works is now tainted/
Touched by the now, watch what you do/
Simple fact no warning, so tired/
Fuck this art and its just a whisper of your name in the fire tonight/
Defending myself using my guided light/
Defending myself using my guided light !!/
Defending myself using my guided light !!!/
Defending myself using my guided light !!!!/
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3. |
Natural Devices
01:57
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03 Natural Devices
Verse
Open the page smiled at these words displayed like the sun in the sky/
Like the cry from a hungry child/
The need of life, my need of sound so profound/
If its always back to the simple silence/
Meditated steps, the untold quest, found by the guide of self/
Do you listen to the voices?/
Or assume the whispers interference/
Interacting with the unseen, and see life out side/
Change shape like a space craft in flight/
Spirit marvel with the light bright/
From the inside, your Earth vessel/
Black of White or whatever you see/
Pass the physical and tap that one point/
Miss it now, you about to catch it later/
Light the next joint/
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4. |
A Song For Henry
01:30
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04 A Song For Henry
Verse
Far from Earth's surface/
Conversations with the unseen/
Bodies rested, mind is lifted on a quest/
Water pages with these words/
Like its rain out the sky's
My soils righteous/
Use profanity to curse dem' wicked spirits/
Bless the soul of Peter Tosh/
I hear the message, peace to all the Mystics/
Henry nearly died, my touch brought him back to life/
Live from a coma, ask his mother/
Yo' I swear on my life/
No response from the medical persuasion/
Doctors like "what can he do"/
Push him out the way, his mother was certain/
I was scared and confused/
They said he was dead, held by a thread/
He on life support, they wanna knock the switch/
I grab his hand told him "get up"/
The room erupt, a spark so sweet/
Such madness in the mix of chaos/
Real life gifted, by the light, I never knew/
But now I hold it tight/
Now he spread the word of the Lord, his guide of light/
Bless the soul of BruvaMan/
He choose a new path, a path I wouldn't choose/
From me to you, Henry respect is due/
I guess we both here for the same purpose/
We drop our message with difference/
All is one and one for you/
Tek live from the all/
As above and so below/
What a charm from the mix of Alchemy/
Peace bro, one love yo/
From me to you Henry/
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5. |
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05 Mirrors Of The Spirit Charmer
Verse
Conversations with the flames that burns your Earth connection/
Flash backs to lonely days the premonitions of the future/
Still stuck at the point of them visuals/
Shit is real still rippin' mic devices/
Writing ill spells across the pages/
Peep the warning/
I write your death, if need be/
And we see where the art of Tek it takes us/
Love Rap but fuck this element of life/
Meet the uglier side, fuck a simple visual/
Raw intimidating sides, corrupting sources/
Hurting peoples mental/
Lets do this for real, the ritual for real/
Bless these bones of Tek/
Lets dig deeper, further the darker, the place the other side resides/
Spirit charmer, curse your whole life/
Scratch the spirit essence like it FOR:AM Vinyl/
Earth tones, Earth stones, Earth walker/
Burn a Bible just to prove my words IS real/
Ill skills like I'm Jesus Christ, no lies/
Burn your image destroy the poison/
The only thing black I know is power/
So fuck your existence/
No respect for the eyes watching/
Lost responsibility, it fucking cripples me/
Talking to the unseen/
They told me "calm the self"/
No complex in between the line messages/
I spit this for all those with hidden agendas/
People watch close, again watch your closest/
They fuck the art/
So me its back to the section 4/
The word spells , so tempted to test the waters/
Either that or stupid violence/
But that's so easy, believe you me we fuck the wicked/
Twist the ways of disturbance/
Conversations with the flames that burns your Earth connection/
Hate!, peep the style, the word play/
The words like incantations before a deadly strike/
O'shit I love the other side/
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6. |
Shane And I
02:20
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06 Shane And I
Verse
Close my eyes before the pen touches the paper/
The ink spill for the love of expression/
The love of the art/
The craft I hold for whatever time I have left on this planet/
Spread my message, still tired, still quite/
Love the points where the mind is still/
Love the ways one can leave the body/
Always a quest since the first time/
The joys of writing these words of self/
Poetic ways, expose the self on the page/
Nothin' is private/
For those who choose to expose the other/
May you rest in peace/
Once again Rap is just a front/
For my words to travel/
Kinda like my spirit in this brown vessel/
For those who don't know/
Tek is for the peoples/
I give a fuck about colours/
There's a truth I know, maybe you don't?/
Kinda deep like in a hospital lift/
Me and his Papa all alone/
He's smiling, saying "what my son got himself in this time?"/
"He gonna be out tomorrow"/
The sad thing is that he was wrong/
He never knew, his son was already dead/
I got these words 20 minutes ahead/
Of this awkward time, stood with nothing to say/
Scared hiding the truth/
If I had followed intuition of self/
I would have been there too/
One night before/
I had this powerful urge to come and stay with you/
Life saver, or we would have died together/
Guaranteed, I hear the darker side is calling/
Whispers, form a ritual to make four hearts stop/
On my life it's possible, so very simple/
Incantations of death/
Controlling the unseen assassin of the quest/
Spirit charmer, with a new direction/
Find me in the light, out the grey, stuck in the middle/
From the inside, I saved myself, my own life/
Although your Mother she still cries/
Tried to pass on your word from the other side/
That you continue your journey on the spirit side/
Your alright now/
From your violent attack, no way you would have survived/
That's his spirit talking, I made contact/
But she won't return my request/
So your message still not been expressed/
One day I find the strength to go look at her in the eyes/
And explain what you said happen live from the other side/
Live from the other side/
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7. |
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07 The Light Never Hides
Verse One
Pain stuck my heart when I saw her cry/
So I hugged her, what's left in life?/
Her daughter two years old/
Left with no father/
Shot dead, murdered by police/
Words can't explain her sadness, its not enough/
God bless the soul of her lover/
Sick with no words to express emotion/
To kind to curse death upon the wicked/
Unjust ways of corruption/
Like when Sam died/
Peep your closest, time and time again no easiest way to put this/
Point blank, Sam knew all of his killers/
Three of them/
Back to the point of evils man do/
Stakes are still high, higher then before/
Police they shoot to kill, with accurate moves/
The youth struck by the mental distraction/
Powers moves from the likes of Orion's group/
So ugly, so very ugly, so ugly, so fucking very ugly
Verse Two
Who controls who, break the struggle wild flowers/
Listen close before you take the last step/
And spread your wings and fly away/
Peep that life science/
The light from the darkest place of self.
Grows bright like the source of energy out the palms of these hands/
Fuck the master plan, design your own, your mind is the canvass/
Catch your train of thought/
Create your own destination, a new track of life/
The creative world the mind provides/
Seek in between these lines, swing divines/
Climb the tree of life/
Mental alchemy, switch polarities/
Pardon the esoteric ways/
The black and white, the right or left/
Tek!, the double digit walker/
One choice but to shine that light/
The light, the love for the self and other/
The guided source as we together lift this vail/
Working with the force and form/
You got your own visions/
Yo from the third run along enjoy this louder silence/
Scream, let the poisons out clutch a stone/
Study ugly symbols, archetype of realities structures/
Laugh at these ways, but you fear the other side of the smile/
Like the dark side of the moon, so simple/
Learn Teach no preaching, strictly for all and everybody reaching/
Bringing warmth to this cold vain/
Heal the nation
Like when the touch of hands brought Henry back to life/
That's another story/
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8. |
Who´s Listening?
01:33
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08 Who's Listening
Verse
From chasing spirits around the kitchen table/
To these written words on the pages/
Stuck in the jewel of exercising the mind/
The body holds stance in the form of little idea/
Spirit marvels with the matter/
The spark in the life/
The all in one, and one for all/
As above and so below, today the word is clear/
Free on the page, bare faced/
No hidden codes, expose your darkness/
Black powers of abuse/
Love these raps, love this vibration/
The same from the start till the end/
From the crown point/
Flow the source like a fountain/
Reaching from the steps like a child
Calling for his or hers parents/
Who's listening?/
Feel the gauge to rhyme the answers/
Test the waters/
Couple months ago I handed both my daughters metal folks/
Told em' bend em' 5mins later runnin' out their bedroom/
Explaining in excitement what happen/
Shit is real/
Like materialisation of a plastic cup/
Three of us saw it happen/
Or like DNT banging on the front door/
Late night 'Tek look up'
Both of us caught by this bright light, still/
With a warm glow, from no movement/
To just speeding of and there they go/
So many untold stories/
The fact that another side exist within my life as plane as can be/
The basic daily simple life of Tek/
Love communication, voices from the singing unseen/
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