Watching Icarus Fly [LP]

by Vagabond Maurice

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Following the release of Vagabond Maurice’s debut project – The Dragon Who Devoured the Moon – Watching Icarus Fly continues to explore and expand upon the narratives of nerd mythos and Afro-futurism while paying homage to his Jazz Hop and soul influences. Nostalgia laced rhymes create the framework of catharsis over atmospheric instrumentals helmed by Chinsaku, which manifests a new path for Vagabond Maurice to tread on. Join the journey; the vanguard is on the move.

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released November 24, 2016

Bars by Vagabond Maurice
Production by Chinsaku
Artwork by The Kao
Additional Production by Blosome
Recorded at The Audio Office and Sound Perfection Studios
Mixed /Mastered by Tripz Traxx and Sdot Pdot
Features Verses by Kyd Wah Lee and Father Kari
Poetry by Shaan Heng-Devan

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Dragon Hermit | Poet/MC | Chicago | Space Cowboy | Gangster of Love.

Twitter: @VagabondMaurice

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Track Name: Where Dragons Dream (Pt 3)
[Intro]
One time (One time), for John Vietnam
Two times (Two times), for John Vietnam (x2)
This for JVN, ya’ll.

Microphone check – 1, 2, 1, 2
Say, without the microphone – whatchu gon do?
Microphone Respect – 2, 1, 2, 1
Say, without the microphone – whatchu gon do, sun?

[Verse I] Huh,
Melanin royalty, coalition of God's chocolate /
Skin radiant, glistening, like lost Gold /
Soul resonance, sounding like, the morning Blues /
Mo' Better / Black Emperor / A King who rules /
Over the Astral Plane, axel kicking a falling moon /
Majora's Mask / Steady Clad / in a collage of /
Distant memories, cross faded my essence /
Sound like Black Power, Godbody to a raised fist / (Huh)
Immaculate, grinding on a distant frequency /
Frequently, cruising on a higher frequency /
Speak to me in tongues, when calibrating the cosmos / (Huh)
My mind floats on Nimbus, composed of Nebula /
Hair nappy as shit / shift halos when I /
Quest for Love, rocking a fitted crown /
My Black is Blues / No New Black Thoughts in my Roots /
My Black Thoughts be, exodus when I tell'em to.../

[Chorus]
Stay the fuck up out my atmosphere
Stay the fuck up out my atmosphere
(Huh, tell'em) Stay the fuck up out my atmosphere
Stay the fuck up out my Ant n' Slug

[Bridge]
Back up, back up
We want freedom, freedom
All these racist ass Cops
We don’t need them, need them

[Verse II]
Spit Black excellence when I rhyme, Black be the design
Blackness brighter than, Black stars in the sky
Black empowerment, look like constellations in,
Constant conversations with blues notes on guitar /
String together all my people to bask in Melanin /
Mellow hype, I'm the type, moving consciousness when I write /
Shift consciousness, shift melodies /
Moonlit melanin glistening when I meditate /
Over them break beats, break dance over Jewel Shards/
Inu-Yasha gotcha moving with a pack of wolves /
Searching for / Lunar /
Flower power our hour is fueled by paradise/
Bulletproof be our souls /(Cuz!), Black people be immortal /
Spinning in the fountain of youth, black bodies holding the truth /
Of the Galaxy, universe, cosmos, constellations written in,
Hieroglyphics of our DNA / (SO!)

[Chorus]
Stay the fuck up out my atmosphere
Stay the fuck up out my atmosphere
(Huh, tell'em) Stay the fuck up out my atmosphere
Stay the fuck up out my Ant n' Slug

[Bridge]
Back up, back up
We want freedom, freedom
All these racist ass Cops
We don’t need them, need them
Track Name: A Garden At The End Of The World, Too
[Intro (Revised / Slowed)]
Stay the fuck up out my Atmosphere (x3)
Stay the fuck up out my Ant & Slug / (It’s like)
Back up, back up, we want freedom, freedom
All these racist ass Cops, we don’t need them,
Need them / I said

[Verse I]
Tread light on nebula /
Crown chakra a, head of ya / Beyond,
a shadow of doubt, I'm fore-shadowing my legacy /
Armed, legendary / Move, magic in my palace / (Huh)
Chalice / Apparatus / Blend, voodoo in my movement /
Music / Be my therapy, tight roping on sanity /
Finding inner peace in the pieces of my soul /
I mold / Alchemy in the cypher of my sutra / (Huh)
Lotus in the second bloom / Blossom like, power puff /
Diving in the hues of sunset, for Exodus /
M-Boogie / Molded from Clear Soul /
Force like a Jedi / Third eye Alchemist /
Counting stars with / (Huwh)
Nujabes, when I know the mood is best /
Atomsk on baselines / Canti, over the skyline/
Enlightenment is paradise spoken in different frequencies/ (So I)
Alter my cadence, till the universe can hear me /

[Chorus]
Vagabond, be like, moonlight
Striving in a city of God, so where we going?
Shifting universes and stars, so how we floating?
Here, chasing our dreams, my homie, I'm still running

[Verse II]
Summersault over summer sun
Sun flower samurai from the sky
Epitome of Twi /
Lighting be like comets, Lightning be like Raiden /
My cadence is glistening /
From a far, I scar the winds like Inu Yasha /
Uzumaki spinning sake, twirling Rasengan /
My arsenal be, excellence in the 4th dimension /
Hyperbolic rhymes, hibernating your crew/
Pursuing dreams when Black boys became ghost /
A Spirit Detective in the city of distant, apparitions /
I'm juggling Black Magic, writing in Magic Marker /
Creating a spirit bomb, through the palms of my comrades /
The Emcee / eating up all of the kimchi /
Scribing that blue magic, from blues notes,
I float on quotes of Shaolin /Shall then, /
I find peace / Revolve in revolution when I /
Quest for / Love

[Chorus]
Vagabond, be like, moonlight
Striving in a city of God, so where we going?
Shifting universes and stars, so how we floating?
Here, chasing our dreams, my homie, I'm still running

[Verse III]
Magnum opus open, I'm Odin alone /
Glowing like a Saiyan / Meditating,
on slaying the God's son /
Articulating magic with the wave of the pen /
The weight of the pen, ascend adversaries like /
Falling guillotines, through the scene/
Ultra lights when I beam, gleaming through the gloom /
With dreams stitched to my seams /
Resonate with purpose the verses on the soul's surface/
Sole purpose to meditate till your soul's open /
Soles bruised, I'm generating ten thousand steps / to,
Heaven my brethren wielding triple sevens in a /
Sea of swords / Rurouni's up in the world / who,
Bend words like a crew of Avatars, Vagabond /
Slaying stars, with the fist of the North /
We burning the East, Undefeated King /
Moving with the steps of a Pharaoh /
Sharper than the edge of a samurai sword /
Mental blade, cutting through, flesh and bone /

[Chorus Chopped/Screwed]
Vagabond, be like, moonlight
Striving in a city of God, so where we going?
Shifting universes and stars, so how we floating?
Here, chasing our dreams, my homie, I'm still running
Track Name: The Boy Who Fell From The Sky
[Chorus]
We're all kings, (Huh)
Running with the sun on our backs /
Side stepping Utopia for, Inner Peace/
We're all Queens, (Huh)
Running with the sun on our backs /
Side stepping Utopia for, Inner Peace /
We're Royalty, (Huh)
Roaming in the sea of crowns /
Chasing caskets till our peace is found

[Verse I]
Life is a dream, we're all just sleep walking
Talking on that five percent(er) rhyme, closed minds, get blown /
Out of their ratio, that radical dreamer - manifesto /
Watch it manifest, from the text, of the third eye /
Bouncing baselines, in a city of ghosts /
Phantom scribing lives, shadow to their legacies - God /
Emcees burn down, from their fatigue - Grab /
Your camouflage to mask your facade, in smoke bomb silhouettes /
Ninja scrolled, stealth mode, on humanity /
Record recorder moving moons with black magic / (Huh)
Rebel revolving revolution in our voodoo / (Huh)
Child, of the twin cities /
with wolves lurking in our snow /
Crimson in our lakes, glowing like lost pearls /
or lost souls, lost casualties, loose like falling halos /
shining like lost jewelry, on the boulevard, of lost dreams

[Chorus]
We're all kings, (Huh)
Running with the sun on our backs /
Side stepping Utopia for, Inner Peace/
We're all Queens, (Huh)
Running with the sun on our backs /
Side stepping Utopia for, Inner Peace /
We're Royalty, (Huh)
Roaming in the sea of crowns /
Chasing caskets till our peace is found

[Verse II]
Apparitions on a journey to claim their lost temples /
Castles in the sky with eyes on the sparrow / our narrow path,
/ glistening and moving on a pilgrimage to /
Find their lost faith, scattered in the far plane /
Far away souls, sparkle like shooting stars /
Glow like fire flies, or the epitaph of twi/Light,
candles for karma, Sutra be the lotus/
Rock Lee, shadow boxing with voodoo knuckles / my,
Name sketched in dragon flames, on a train of thought /
Thought my knowledge was enough to move the cosmos/
When I spoke/ whispers through the scrolls /
Of alchemy, to see, through the third eye /
Blind side / Awareness of Zatoichi / We some,
frequencies, dancing to the cadence of our / love /
Guru grooving to the wisdom of Uncle / Iroh /
Juggle planets while, tight roping on stars / While /
Yuna's sending spirits at the edge of the (night) / all alone

[Chorus]
We're all kings, (Huh)
Running with the sun on our backs /
Side stepping Utopia for, Inner Peace/
We're all Queens, (Huh)
Running with the sun on our backs /
Side stepping Utopia for, Inner Peace /
We're Royalty, (Huh)
Roaming in the sea of crowns /
Chasing caskets till our peace is found
Track Name: The Shooting Star She Saw
[Chorus] (You Gotta)
Keep your soul in tact

[Verse I]
Cobra clutch comets, count stars like casualties /
Weaving introspects in our mind sets, we drifting /
Penning lucid dreams through loose leafs, I'm shifting /
Collective consciousness, our futurism is Afro /
Samurai when, the warrior class is, dwindling /
Battling, with bound fists, but yet we still prosper / (Yo!)
For each one, we teach one, under the sun /
For each soul, we pour spirits, till the streets are full/ (Huh)
Hennessey catharsis, scattered like stardust spun from nothingness /
I'm a moving kamikaze procrastinating to blow /
A voodoo child, crafted from black magic, who knows /
How a funeral, will shift your whole perspective /
How the, weight of the world, will bless you with its wisdom /
How that wisdom moves with Socratic paradox of knowledge / (Huh)
And how all that knowledge won't prepare you for truth/ so,

[Chorus] (You Gotta)
Keep your soul in tact

[Verse II]
Walking kamikaze spinning stardust in his speech /
Hog tied, tongue twisting hurricanes in breath /
Soul magnifier, soul blazing motherfucker / who,
Dwindles in moon, but shines, under the sun /
Moonshine in the breath, the scent of poured
forties on the boulevard/
Every lost spirit is a falling star headed home/
That's why we getting cozy with the homies who /
Ghost, riding their whips / Ghost writing their eulogy /
Street lights look like hieroglyphics are blazing /
Blunt smoke burn slow in, moonlit sonata /
Rooftop moonwalk till, night is dawn /
Monk meditate till, eternal healing /
No sleep, until I reach my dreams /
That's what I tell myself /
Penning affirmations in the fault of our, stars /
Stars I vault beyond, galaxies abroad,
Counting constellations while catching shooting stars/

[Chorus] (You Gotta)
Keep your soul in tact
Track Name: Flowers For Icarus
[Chorus]
At the Labyrinth, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Float above the sea, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Soaring toward the sun, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Coasting through the Heavens, watching Icarus fly
Just dreaming, watching Icarus fly

[Verse I]
Hearse moving, I'm penning the verse, quoting magic /
Static matrix, I'm snapping your cerebral cor(e)/tex
Complex, my text is like the setting sun
Born from the eyes, of the horizon
Rising like Raiden, katana’s scribed in Lightning /
Gods, to the fall, God Body in our sins/
Since Sin stood in Zanarkand, sniping mice and men/
Auron with the aura, perceiving dreams in layers /
Technicolor universe, cross-faded in twilight /
Hyrule warrior, war against the machine /
Terminating machina, Mecca magnetic soul /
Glory in my glow, more in tune with Sho'Nuff /
I'm a boogie Pop Phantom, somersaulting with the clouds /
Sun Wukong, Wu Tang, Son Goku to the slang /
Curve concepts like a Gyarados Magic Magikarp /
Summersault through a Dragon Gate / Practicing,
Inner alchemy, so my inner peace can / breathe,
Through the universe, lotus flowers on the breath /
Lotus pose, lotus bloom twice at the break of dawn /
Fountain of youth, found my peace, in the east/ (This be that)
Malcolm X, sparking revolution to the soul funk /
Jedi juking javelins through a sea of stars /
Stars born, torn comets drifting in a sea of God /
Got the cipher moving close, like the Holy Ghost /
When I’m…

[Chorus]
At the Labyrinth, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Float above the sea, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Soaring toward the sun, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Coasting through the Heavens, watching Icarus fly
Just dreaming, watching Icarus fly

[Verse II]
Intergalactic tactics, heads split to stardust
Dusk till dust, ashes till ashes, till vinyls
We spinning like windmills, till the cops peeled
They ascending their souls, so we moved with the cosmos
In the valley of shadows, with faith as our arrows
We’re wordsmiths to the syntax, we break tasks,
With a switchblade and switch rhymes, on the incline
Our Keyblades on the up rise, in the nighttime
Our knights shine, for the Flowers for Icarus /
Saturn orbiting rings, moving through life streams
Inner peace entering, fractions of God Body
Celestial self love / make love through haikus
Hues in different blues / Epilogue of romance
That Malcolm X, sparking revolution to the soul funk
Jedi juking javelins through a sea of stars, stars born
Torn comets drifting in a sea of God
Got my cipher moving close, like the Holy Ghost /
When I’m…

[Chorus]
At the Labyrinth, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Float above the sea, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Soaring toward the sun, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Coasting through the Heavens, watching Icarus fly
Just dreaming, watching Icarus fly
Track Name: (Interlude) Path to Shooting Star Summit
[Chorus]
At the Labyrinth, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Float above the sea, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Soaring toward the sun, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Coasting through the Heavens, watching Icarus fly
Just dreaming, watching Icarus fly

[Verse I]
Vagabond Maurice, more like, a Bodhisattva /
Emperor of Dragons who dwells in Guanyin palms / (Huh)
Dragon of the Midwest, spitting that Uncle Iroh / (Now)
I roll, wisdom like Säge, rolling them blunt wraps /
I rap scrolls, and burn sage, to cleanse minds /
I move minds / (while) Studying like a mage/
Dismantle Dianetics, in the aesthetics, of the world /
Found myself amidst the universe, tightroping on galaxies / (Huh)
Alchemist, in a labyrinth / decoding the maze/
Trapped in the haze / of purple rain /
A shogun, in the reign / of burning dawns /
In the days / of Shonen, stuck in the Jump /
Who bump, Digable Planets / I align,
Spirits while hearing my, ancestors in pyramids /
Dew, prisms uncovering, unbreakable threads of fate /
Roam, around the universe, found, my soul on Pluto /
Penning sounds of jewel, till my thoughts remain clearer /

[Bridge]
Knight me the night, thief scared of the dark
Chase the moon, shine like Icarus gliding toward
The leyline, toward the leyline,
Toward the leyline, toward the leyline

Knight me in the day, thief scared of my shadow
Chase the sun, rising like Icarus gliding toward
The leyline, toward the leyline,
Toward the leyline, toward the leyline

[Chorus]
At the Labyrinth, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Float above the sea, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Soaring toward the sun, watching Icarus fly
Just standing, watching Icarus fly
Coasting through the Heavens, watching Icarus fly
Just dreaming, watching Icarus fly
Track Name: Callisto Passion Fruit Pt 1
[Chorus]
You know what love is/
Say it with me, one time/
“You know what love is!”

[Verse I]
Remember, in them days, back in the nightlife?
We syncopated shy (Chi) steps, grooving to jazz lights?
Living in a city of dusk, the twilight
Illuminated in a parties of lust /
Our crew, moved to, the tides of the full moon
Operation Meteor, a metaphor for
The Endless Waltz between her – sheet /
Music in the room, scent of perfume
Made her hips grind, to the CYNE (sign) of our
Stardust Memory / (Huh)
The gypsy caught my eye / Afro divine / Mademoiselle /
Dwell on the tunes, or the magic, of the DJ’s mood /
Sentimental, got them rocking, with the ceiling lights dim /
Time is of the essence, sit up on the crescent of stars /
We wide awake, while the world’s asleep /
Breath scarlet smoke, touting on the cosmos /
Adolescence blooming, like them thieves of the night /
Dancing to that sunset / on the boulevard /
Scribing notes, on her heart / Lucid dreams /
Weave together fantasies, of our rendezvous /
In the night time, drifting with the moon /
We bloom, like twin lotus, on the notebook /
Of our arts /
Under the bridge of destiny, our hearts ascend /
With demons I’m fending them off, with the pad and pen /
Anchored by, this prose and poetry /
When / I / Just / Want to be with /
(You)

[Chorus]
You know what love is/
Say it with me, one time/
“You know what love is!”

[Verse II]
I just want to be, more than the words, of my poetry /
Smoother than the taste of Godiva / Chocolate skin /
Honey brown sugar, be the lullaby, to my heart’s sigh /
I relied, on the moment / we shared, in the, sky /
Momentum crafted by the silver tongue /
Plunging into the stardust of lust / I cusp /
Heaven / dwelling on the time, in the moonlight /
When she used to be mine / Find /
Forever under card games / taking a chance with life /
Is where I remain, as a Wolf seeking paradise /
We dancing in the rain / Claiming the Goddess /
Black magic in her name /
Sound track reminiscent to A Tribe Called Quest / I profess /
Legend of Zelda, Ode to the Test /
Private man, star searching for the girl Athena /
Mind of business, I confess this, good intentions /
Are misconstrued, like a puzzle piece /
Connecting the thesis, satin latex, jazz matrix /
Comet flying with finesse / (Huh)
Under the bridge of destiny, our hearts ascend /
With demons I’m fending them off, with the pad and pen /
Anchored by, these prose and poetry /
When / I / Just / Want to be with / You /
When / I / Just / Want to be with / You /
When / I / Just / Want to be with / (You / Cuz—)
Track Name: Callisto Passion Fruit Pt. 2 (feat. Kyd Wah Lee) [Prod. Blosome]
[Chorus]
—You my passion fruit,
You my passion fruit,
You my passion fruit, (Girl)
You my passion fruit,
And I can never get over you

[Verse I]
We're a match made in heaven / match magic Crimson string /
Tied around the pinky / orbiting our love /
On a waltz amidst comets / Riding on shooting stars /
You my moon, pulling the tide / Like the tide, pulling the sand /
I peeped that / God found herself, in your melanin /
Chocolate skin / flavor of the divine, Goddess of mine /
Mademoiselle / Holding the frequency of me /
Between her Finger tips / pillow lipped Queen/
Finding the magic / in our romantics /
We love like, you the perfect rhyme over a tight beat / (or)
Dwayne Wayne, serenading on Whitley / (or)
A Blues for Nina, so baby, may I be your slave? /
Parlaying with parfaits / thinking of our last kiss / (Cuz)

[Chorus]
You my passion fruit,
You my passion fruit,
(Baby girl, you my truth)
You my passion fruit,
And I can never get over you

[Verse II: Kyd Wah-Lee]
Sweet love/
The object of my affection is who I speak of/
My piece of sanctuary when lucifer creeps up/
My passion fruit/
Even if you're forbidden I'm tempted to touch/
Girl you know what you do to me/
I'd walk a thousand miles just so you could groove with me/
Soles worn out still feel I walk on air/
As we waltz through Cupid's lair/
The sweet scent of your hair has got me walking on clouds, baby/
Through your solar system all night baby/
If I ever get the chance of course/
But in the meantime for you imma fiend ma, forever yours/

[Chorus]
—You my passion fruit,
You my passion fruit,
(Baby girl, you my truth / Huh)
You my passion fruit,
And I can never get over you

You my passion fruit,
You my passion fruit,
You my passion fruit, (Girl)
You my passion fruit,
And I can never get over you
Track Name: (Interlude) Ambiance of Tomorrow
[Chorus]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new, I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking, and still drinking
I’ve been thinking, I’ve got my reasons
Just to (get by), just to (find love)
Just to (get by), just to (find love)

[Verse]
Drifting on a memory, brought forth
From a fifth of Hennessey/
See my quotes meeting quotas
On the chemistry, of the mind/
Busy freeing Astrologies /
I ain’t perfect, but you can follow me
On the lead, journey to the west like/
Sun Wukong, writing love, up on her arm/
(I was) trying to find love at the bottom of bottles/
(Now I’m) speaking of the pompatus of self, love / (You see)
I love like—Erykah opening crown chakras
Love like—Summoning magic, over depression
It was love that, brought my parents from over the seas /
And love shown bright when they cre-ated me /
Love had me crying when they cremated my student /
But love, put me together after breaking me apart /
Bottomless bottles of love, became, battles of self worth /
Battle scars adorned my happiness when I moved—

[Chorus]
This morning, (and) woke up
Feeling brand new, I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking, and stop drinking
I’ve been thinking, I’ve got my reasons
Just to (get by), just to (find love)
Just to (get by), just to (find love)
Track Name: Dragon In The Flask
[Intro]
I refuse to let my magic be fractured again /
Held in the hands of those who won't ascend /
Send for my soul when the dragon balls unfold /
And let Shenron know, the family's still going /
My parents packed their bags and dipped to Africa /
My brothers penning dreams, vicariously through me /
My sister still wonders why I keep missing calls /
And I'm burning midnight oils till, the sun arrives / because -

[Verse I]
Heaven round the corner cuz we working like Hell,
Dwell spells, jam magic, orbiting round Pluto
Chewing on the voodoo to steady spit out / Miracles /
Mirror me in dreams, escaping the astral plane /
Astro blue, Afrocentric, Afro on the rise /
Afro gravitation shifting tectonic plates when I / (Huh)
Spill the truth over break beats and jazz rifts / (Huh)
Lost the truth in cigarettes and weed smoke / (Huh)
Found the truth when my pages hit the stage / (Huh)
Lost the truth while drowning in purple haze / I was a /
Graduate of whiskey, now I'm sipping bourbon /
Bury memories in experience I couldn't swallow /
Tongue like a chalice the liquor like a reflection /
Of my inner demons holding scrolls of my soul/
And all my inner Angels nocking arrows from their quiver /
Geared for a War, on God's, bathroom floor /

[Chorus]
I'm a canvas of comets, catching dusk by sun light /
Black power militant, black magic in melanin /
Moving them planets in, this chess board of life /
Each, piece found my soul singing, Galaxy gospels

[Verse II]
Losing my balance as I tight rope / Walking on the cosmos /
Moving through a city where, Black souls are floating /
Castles in the sky with eyes on the horizon /
Been up all night, third eye, ain't even blinking /
Penning down eulogies for - broken dreams /
Undertaker underneath the weight it all, brings /
Philosopher stones, are thrown in moon, light /
Illuminating Alchemist, enlightening my path / if,
Knowledge is God, then I found, knowledge in self /
Enlightenment is, Black magic in motion /
Orbiting the frequencies found in self love /
Sounding like the battle cry of, a thousand prophets /
Scriptures like, Guanyin arms, now ain't I radiant? /
Shining like Amitabha in the Pure Land (huh) /
Bargaining with dream merchants, I stay lurking /
Searching for the music to articulate my spirit /

[Chorus]
I'm a canvas of comets, catching dusk by sun light /
Black power militant, black magic in melanin /
Moving them planets in, this chess board of life /
Each, piece found my soul singing, Galaxy gospels

[Verse III]
Let the truth be told / (Huh)
Vagabond is known to lift souls from darkness /
Uprooting demons while sinking in the abyss /
Autumn impressed kiss, hollow impressed tips /
Grasping at the image of those who don't exist / We live,
Between the authors who foster untold glory/ Liberating our stories /
When the lithosphere's lit with some lightning, I'm running /
Like Bary Allen through the speed force, I'm gunning /
Toward my inner light, toward enlightenment/
Toward them basement parties in pyramids / Cinnamon skinned kids / (Huh)
Looking like some young prophets / (Huh) Juking in the darkness / (Huh)
Finding love in the frequency's release, that's inner peace's speech /
My inner demon's reach, beyond the angel's fleece / (Huh)
Decoding empty scrolls, on God's, bathroom floor

[Chorus]
I'm a canvas of comets, catching dusk by sun light /
Black power militant, black magic in melanin /
Moving them planets in, this chess board of life /
Each, piece found my soul singing, Galaxy gospels

[Verse III]
Losing my balance as I tight rope / Walking on the cosmos /
Moving through a city where, Black souls are floating /
Castles in the sky with eyes on the horizon /
Been up all night, third eye, ain't even blinking /
Penning down eulogies for - broken dreams /
Undertaker underneath the weight it all, brings /
Philosopher stones, are thrown in moon, light /
Illuminating Alchemist, enlightening my path / if,
Knowledge is God, then I found, knowledge in self /
Enlightenment is, Black magic in motion /
Orbiting the frequencies found in self love /
Sounding like the battle cry of, a thousand prophets /
Scriptures like, Guanyin arms, now ain't I radiant? /
Shining like Amitabha in the Pure Land (huh) /
Bargaining with dream merchants, I stay lurking /
Searching for the music to articulate my spirit /

[Chorus]
I'm a canvas of comets, catching dusk by sun light /
Black power militant, black magic in melanin /
Moving them planets in, this chess board of life /
Each, piece found my soul singing, Galaxy gospels
Track Name: The Men Who Chose the Moon (feat. Father Kari)
[Verse I] Blood,
Money be like diamonds, they mining off our souls /
Currently our currency lining up they pockets /
Weed selling white man, heralded as business man /
Weed selling black boy, found in bond court /
So what's a scholar to a nigga, businessman to thug /
Wall Streets to the streets who seek the same luxury /
Twice the work, for / Half the pay, how /
Can we sleep, in / The U.S.A, they /
Packaging our youth, to pack up they jail cells /
School to prison pipe line, selling that melanin /
My Black magic, automatic / scoping that Black Market /
They killing Black prophets, just for some profit /
Gon head and, Google the price for your skin /
Brown worth more than gold / so we some alchemist /
Seeing through the mist, cutting out the bull shit /
Shifting generations in a nation against our kin /

[Chorus]
My brothers be dying in the streets /
My sister's be dying in the streets /
My family crying in the streets /
Protestors be, marching to the beat /

[Verse II]
I can see the shame in your eyes / (Huh)
Brother in a pack of pigs, posed as wolves /
Poised to pull the strings, posed like guillotine /
Poised to poison minds, posed to take yours /
While poised to obscure, my /
Message missed communicated /
Static in our mist / River Styx commuting
through a pantheon of souls /
Chapel of fallen bodies / Champion of the people who dwells in burnt churches/
Preying for more melanin / (Huh)
You try to be the captain of a sinking ship /
You try to change the system from within its depths /
You try to unravel, years of oppression / But,
Your vision too narrow to scope the bigger / Picture,
So you fall in line, wedged within the cracks /
Deaf to the ghost who howl within your bones /
Brittle boys and girls who burn in the backdrop /
Talking that Chi-Raq, like, Black bodies ain't magic? /
Bullet proof the soul, like, bullet smoke ain't stardust /
Till death, do us part / in a tapestry of Hennessey/ (Huh)
Pour memories on concrete, the liquor greet, those /
Immortalized on t shirts, we wear quotes like /
Blocks of pyramids / Blotting chakras / Negro spirituals baptized in an gospel of /
Fallen melanin dwelling in broken rhetorics /
Defending their existence, when, they're still ghosts like -

[Verse III: Father Kari]
why why must the cycle be born a new/
black lives be clashing with officers dressed in blue/
it takes two/ to tango i dont play victim or advocate
im mad as shit/
for the type of life that might come after this
black lives matter, to who?
i hope you feel the same when you see yo people couped/
no potential to grow
over there head is a roof/
peel the roof back bet the sun shine through/
like serius the dog star we tryna shine 2/
transparent like that greenhouse that sun shines through/
I like the light,
im living life, even still 12 be blowing me/
lethel force in affect, we slowly weep
through the cracks my nigga that evil slowly seeps/
trickled down, the foundtation was known for leaks/
in blackest night my head high, whole time /
I aint one for the hype no lie never cry/
Over death we multiply right?
........Long live.
Track Name: (Poem) Grieving In The Grave
“i saw
three little black boys
lying in a grave yard
i couldn’t tell
if they were playing
or practicing.” — Baba Lukata, Rehearsal.

[Poem]
When I die, bury me in straight laced fresh kicks
And a box-back satin slick suit, double breasted
Collar knitted in Trayvon Martin, Panther black
hoodie – Bullet proof the seams
Carve Marcus Garvey quotes down my wrist
There’s no time for it to heal

Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my pocket watch,
Spit shine the grill in King’s blood
Baptize my chocolate skin crimson in Malcolm X’s blood,
Don’t cover up the bullet wound in my autopsy,
I want them to see exactly where they shot me

May the Undertaker wash my suit with the tears
of every child whose story has gone untold
And for those still telling their stories
And for the scholars, wrestling pen with editorial
attempting to articulate my demise
And for the undermine rule of law, further erode
trust in those sanctioned to protect
Serve me aside the revolutionary, who’ll martyr
my image to rally the troops

Don’t Professor X the resistance,
but Magnus the funk

Bank-head bounce the casket
With Cadillac candy paint
On ebony frame, framed in speakers
Glisten like new rims shining on a new day
So the fam, knows I died smiling
Sun

May the casket juke the funkiest of sounds
during the funeral procession that’ll echo
down the boulevard. Drowning the tales
that mothers weave amidst atom splitting
weeping that billows beneath the murdered me
Stutter stepped in the melody of every black boy
Whose soul, two stepped its way into the clouds

Remember,
I won’t be the first
– or last –
to die this way

By this time,
Frankiem would’ve scribed thousands of eulogies
after the summer’s massacre
I, would’ve written just as many poems
for funerals I couldn’t attend
Heard, the defeated accent of my cousin’s voice
over the receiver, telling me he’s being deported
Told, the kids I teach that their lives do matter
in a nation that doesn’t care about them

What better place to hide
A collection of breathing libraries
But amongst the part of society
That no one wants to acknowledge?
Acknowledge my wake
In that part of society

On the skeleton root of my family tree
Who’ll carry the casket on Altus’s shrugged shoulders
I hope these books will never burn
Just as I will

Troy Davis evidence frail
Cremate the corpse in phoenix flame dust
Till dusk, till Jesus in ashes
When I die, don’t bury the refrigerated version of me
In a cemetery where lost boys are jigsaw together
by an Undertaker.

Press my ashes till vinyl
So I may live beyond the groove
Spun seven selected songs
on celestial Disc Jockey fingertips
Keep my record spinning
for eternity

And if heaven exists
Kingdom on a lake of clouds
And angels a crown of light
dancing upon the horizon of
the Pearly Gates / I’d like to see God
seated in her ebony glory and smile
a constellation of nebula /

Tell me one thing:

Maurice,
She’d say,
You’ve finally
made it back
Track Name: The Lights In The Sky Are Stars (feat. Shaan Heng-Devan)
[Chorus]
Watching Icarus fall,
Just standing watching Icarus fall
(Through the twilight)
(Through midnight)

[Verse I]
This is for them midnight marauders,
with apparitions beneath the tongue
The slick talkers who slip and slide, beneath her sun dress /
Searching for / Memories adorned /
in mysticism, our "ism"s are skewered in the stars /
Heaven sent, heavenly sword amidst the battle field /
Field of vision Hyuuga style, gentle palms, in my calm / (Huh)
Storming through the front gates, Ororo in our cadence /
Aurora Borealis in the chalice of our sky /
Ouroboros Alchemist, eternal like, Shen Long /
Shed truth in light, as long as I rhyme /
Mysticism / I'm that ninja / quiet as Goemon
Thieving through the night for Power Stones to unlock /
My chakras, on a higher frequency, studying, inner alchemy,
in the peace of open arms /
Armed in God Body, celestial Knuckles / with Chaos emeralds
in the glow, of midnight / (I'm)

[Chorus]
Watching Icarus fall,
Just standing watching Icarus fall
(Through the twilight)
(Through midnight)

[Verse II]
Every affirmation an outro
Of introspective rhymes, hibernating in afros
Or soul glow, my melanin moves on
Melodies groove to, pursuing our dreams for /
Our people with no voice, that's /
Blow out combs, in blown out zones, I roam /
Through a sea of swords, a field of stones /
Residing where the children play, corruption lay /
Between the bones of swing sets and caskets / (While, I)
Wrestle down, angels and strangle my competition /
My mission stitched, in good intent of, a flawed being /
Intersectionality section off your matrix / (Huh)
Nebuchadnezzar / wielding the magic to move, dreams / (Huh)
Curse of Cassandra till my, World. Screams /
Purge negativity till my, Soul. Cleanse /
So don't ask me about no one else / unless,
It's Sage, Kariu or Erick Mateo /
Or Tripz Traxx or ONSOL / or my family in Minnesota /
Or my countless students, buried beneath my feet /
Or the gravestones I don't have the courage to visit /
Or the apologies I've spoken like prophets to def ears /
Or the cigarette catharsis, left in last year /
Or my lost locs / or my last moments /
Maybe then you will quote it /
Configuring death, I'm pushing through life,
with a broken smile /

[Outro x2]
Spike Spiegel, with a finger up, pointing to the sky like.../
Black man, with my hands up, pointed to the sky like... /

Bang...

[Outlaw Star / A Boy Has the Right to Dream monologue
followed by 'All Rise' Poem by Shaan Heng-Devan]

[Bridge]
At the Labyrinth, watching Icarus fall
Just standing, watching Icarus fall (through the twilight)
Float above the sea, watching Icarus fall
Just standing, watching Icarus fall (through midnight)
Soaring toward the sun, watching Icarus fall
Just standing, watching Icarus fall (through the sunlight)
Coasting through the Heavens, watching Icarus fall
Just dreaming, watching Icarus fall (below the heavens)

[Chorus]
All the lights in the sky are stars
All the lights in the sky are stars

[Verse I]
Welcome to the Elysian Fields
Star dwelling on the Gates of Heaven
Where dreams defer, stirring under a broken sky
The feeling’s mutual, point blank the barrel
And settle the heavy metal, our groove is staying essential
The essence of, the fifth abyss / Phasing through, the universe
Rift off, the four-fifth / Split minds, to co-exist in /
A land of dreams, the themes of the Mana Sword /
Choice words, spoken in the lens of the night / (So let’s move)
Through the cosmos, drifting in a city where ambitions dwindle/
Like the flicker-flames of candles—your fire’s/
A couple degrees, below the Yoga Flame of your spirit/
Cascading colors in the hue of the third eye/
Feeling the glow, in the sea, of the Minneapolis light /
The shades of a fading masterpiece, piece the puzzle pieces /
Flipping the caliber, ducking under the bullets /
But spitting anime lyrics, to sear through your soul /
When I know /

[Chorus]
All the lights in the sky are stars
All the lights in the sky are stars

[Verse II]
The type to shift your whole perspective, in the last verse/
Dabbing on the cosmos / Tongue tied /
Entity entitled to dive off the skyline /
Samurai, with the third eye, steady blinking /
Orbiting my universe, cross fading my twi /
Lighting up my chakras like, a hidden sutra /
This be that black, activist rap /
Exodus that, can mold the soul to murals /
in fact, my magic in tact / (Huh)
Writing my scripture in hieroglyphs,
I glimpse through the bottom of a bottle /
Flip scrolls like lost souls, in forgotten histories / I,
Consume spirits till my vision is blurred /
Vision focused on our frequencies when -

[Chorus]
All the lights in the sky are stars
All the lights in the sky are stars

[Bridge]
At the Labyrinth, watching Icarus fall
Just standing, watching Icarus fall (through the twilight)
Float above the sea, watching Icarus fall
Just standing, watching Icarus fall (through midnight)
Soaring toward the sun, watching Icarus fall
Just standing, watching Icarus fall (through the sunlight)
Coasting through the Heavens, watching Icarus fall
Just dreaming, watching Icarus fall (below the heavens)

[Vagabond Maurice]
"In hopes of reaching the moon, men fail to see the flowers that blossom at their feet."—Albert Schweitzer

This song is an elegy
And for those who have lost someone close
And for everyone who has passed away
Whether it be last year, or last month
Or the last decade, or yesterday, or today
I honor your spirit, your soul, and your resolve
With this moment, of silence

Àṣẹ

[Outro] Thank You / (Huh)
You are the universe in static motion
So stop acting so small
Moon walking from the earth
To the stars

You are the universe in static motion
So stop acting so small
Slow waltzing from the stars
To the Gods