Put your feet on the route that makes your soul wanna shoutFrom the top of the mountain when the world is down and out.I have no doubt that this is real now~~How could I allow a foul to come and cloud it now?I should take a vowbut I'm not positive howTo really pick the right words to capture the wow factor.The perfection of the Universe I must acknowledge firstFrom the burst of creation that opened doors up for these versesTo manifest from spiritJust so you can hear it.But don't fearJust come near itAnd endear it.Every year it just got harder to get any fartherWithout becoming a martyr for the values that I startedTo stray from anyway~wishing it was any dayBut the day that is today.I wanted yesterday.To open up tomorrowSo the sorrow of the now could fade to gray on time that's borrowed.I was waiting.. Waiting patiently on timeTo show me all the signs to get my mind on the right line.And time took it's time and it sent me on a tripThat was seeming like forever but was really just a blipI found the NOWI lost DESIREI shed the PASTAnd built a FIRE

You can be completely out of money but be richer than the Trumps. You can build a cardboard mansion in the center of the slums. You can get strung out on everything, or steal to have your style. Or offer out free hugs and be higher from your smiles. Fall in love with the love that you find in dark places and remember that love when you see those sad sad faces. Some sisters and brothers just don't have a clue what the power of love from inside your heart can do. ENLIGHTEN them! Remind them of the truth. Build our family spirit to protect us from the ruthless! Cause they're out there man! And they're looking for me! I feel it all the time, but I'm pretending not to see them because maybe eventually my mentality's reality will make them make believe. Cause seeing aint believing, you're gonna see what you believe. If you believe in your potential to manifest some miracles, then MANIFEST SOME MIRACLES! But be sure to keep it SPIRITUAL! The losses across the process come from shallow greed and heartless thoughtlessness.

Up Up Off and Away. I'm thinking we all knew it would happen that way.Especially since I was praying for it everyday.Manifesting miracles all day in and outwithout a doubt that it's the spirit calling to me clear and loud.I swear I'm getting signalsThe co-incidents don't stop!I'm noticing the changes from the bottom to the top.When I tune into the spirits and hear what they have to sayTHey tell me spread the love and shine the darkness awayAway from the wicked and always stick it to emThat the spiral light of venus rises first and shines the bestFrom the North South East West cornersOf the galaxies endless moonsListen to the musicLove will help you with the rest.Catch a show, Catch a festBut remember that the bestComes from deep within your soul where your destiny manifests.~So manifest your destiny! Think about eternity and what you really want to be!THINK of what you want to tell your grandkids when you're seventy three!What do you believe to be holding us in placeIn this time of HERE and NOWAs we float through outer space?And WHO is this might GOD on highThat the masses reach up to in the sky?Isn't He I? Arent I AM?The spirit manifests in the palm of my handsAnd since I have it, and I can use it at my willI wish to manifest GOOD KARMA and keep away all illand wicked forces stepping in the wayOf getting me down the road because tomorrow's another day.I'm manifesting comfort in the rough of roots rock livingAt the gatherings in the hills or at RatDog in the City.It's ME. It's YOU. We are ONE.NOW..What are we to do??~Do some GOOD! And do it on purpose!Make it your duty to search beneath the surface!Every moment you remember that other people are alive,Conjure up some love for them and send to them your vibesCus that's your TRIBE! One family, one race!From the micro-organisms to the life in outer space!When you connect with this connectionThat everythings connectedYou're ultimately protectedFrom bad natural selection..Put out more good energy.So much that your friends can seeAnd be inspired to beWhat they see you can be.Anything that you can seeOr dream up's a possibility.

I try to keep sublime but even I can hurt sometimes cuz the hustle and the grind somehow gets inside my mindWhen times get hard and tough, and all the help is not enough, on the surface it looks smooth to touch but the underside is roughThe creeping demons when I'm low are tag teamin on my spirit to break it when the baby is screaminI write a letter to her dad in jail to ease his sad cuz he's missin on his daughter but his letters make me madI tell him to stay positive but I'm finding out how hard it is to live his life and life mine too and keep myself from feeling blueIts TRUE its TRUE I'm feeling hateful, but I remember a time when I was feeling grateful, elateful, not shameful and blamefulI know it's my fault, that what I want is in the vault, and instead of meditating my mind does somersaultsI'm crying on the daily now, praying Rasta shows me how, to break these chains that hold me down, to smile more and burn the frownI remember finding JAH and then Babylon erased, but slowly Babylon has crept right back up in my faceI feel so out of place, I feel like the person I was is gone, but I know that's not the case.There was a time, when I manifested peace, I burned out all the hatred, and I let it all releaseMy cup was overflowing, my peace was ever growing, meditating on the daily, and my mind was ever knowingThat no matter who, and whatever they'd do, I'd spread the spiderweb, and enlighten them too.I would teach them, not preach to them, and they'd listen when I'd speak to them, but overtime the wicked leaked againAnd now its overwhelming, and my spirit is just melting, and I'm scared to be claimed again by Babylon illusion demMy youth is too precious for a system that's this vicious, and I'm feelin ever weakened by the condition of the systemI'm having the most trouble escaping this bubble that keeps me doubled over in my own shit and rubbleMy brain is retrained to focus on the negative, reading false to positive, and is shooting down my hopesI want to make myself a better life, rid myself of stress and strife, but I cant stop perpetuating twisting up my ropeI need help from love. I need selfless help from the light of above.I need to be reminded, I need to hear the word. I need to feel the sunshine, I need to hear the birds.Stand up tall reach your arms out for me. I'm about to fall over. I need me a tree.

"I WANT YOU!" ~U.S."I WANT YOU!" says a stern faced Uncle Sam"To fall prey to this wicked political scam.It doesn't matter who you are, but who I am.Everybody SILENCE when I raise my hand.I will confuse you and tell you that you NEED that brand.Forget the sunbeams! Pay money for your tan!Drive your SUVs and pollute this land!Through this nonsensical projected hollogram."It's so easy to believe you should just eat that hamEven though that life was desecrated at the processing plantAnd half of little Wilbur was turned into spamWhen we could have sustained hundreds on a garden of yams!But that's just not part of the plan!To be absolutely sure that your people can standAnd say "Uncle Sam, I am who I am!"It just doesn't fit with your ludacris scamTo put all the money back in your handBut I'm tellin ya what man...The shits about to hit the fanAs the people start to OVERSTANDThe amount of destruction in Iraq and SudanNot to mention the way you consistently cramUn-natural shit on what's left of the landThese automobiles forever stuck in traffic jamsCaused by defects in the roadway ALSO built by the manWhen they see a pothole, they just fill it up andForget all about what was there before handThey just add more and more, pound after kilogramOf asphalt and buildings that continue to standYet continually sink and erode into the landAnd it makes us some criminals if we give a damnCause it's treason to disagree with almighty Uncle Sam...JAH! I give thanks for the love you blessed my life withIt allows me to separate the truth from the mythAnd lets my naked eye see right through the mistThe inpenetrable fog lifted when I unclenched my fistRAS TAFARI KNOW that LIFE IS A GIFT!Every conscious moment is a chance to UPLIFT!!When life is JAH rhythm, RIFF after RIFFJAH! I give thanks for the love you blessed my life with.

I think we all know what we need to doIt's time to stop listening to all that's untrueAnd time now to focus on getting a clueOn taking some action that's long overdueWe're using up resources we cannot renewWe're chopping the trees to fewer than fewAnd building on land that forests once grewIt's too late for waiting for some sort of cueI think we all have a vision or some sort of viewOn the vital goals and actions that we must pursueWe must put into play the things we already knewAnd find in ourselves unity to see it all throughThink of all of the land just collecting the dewIn your back yard and your neighbor's yard tooNow think of the dying less fortunate youthIf we could be humble this land could accrueNourishing food from rice to callalooWe could grow hemp for resources tooMake our own paper, and clothing and foodNatural energy, biofuel and shampooThink of what you're eating the next time you chewYou bought it from somewhere or someone, but who?You never can tell unless it came from youIt's much more substantial to eat Ital stewStop listening to "them" and their lies and tabooThey're creating a system about to fall throughMisleading the people with the way they construeThe meaning of life to be the brand of your shoeFooling with their fuckery to try something newLike driving hybrid cars to save up the fuel,But you're still burning up what we cannot renewIt's just another mindfuck they're throwing at youThey say biofuel is the new way to subdueThe destruction they've caused, but let us reviewBiofuel is far from just making it's debutIt was the only source of energy in 1902They've just been able to make money from youBy telling you their developments are all they can doBut if I have ideas to start up anewI'm telling you the government has ideas tooThey wont make any money if we live pure and trueLive the ways of the natives in Africa and PeruHarvest the rivers by hand and canoeGo back to the ways the man tried to undoPeople used to know what they must doUntil the system brought in fuckery to lead them askewAnd killed off all the rest with their military crewLeading people to believe that life is in this concrete zooWhere ignorance and violence is what we're bringin the youth up intoAnd coincidence is blown off as just another dj vuWhere people are divided by the power of the pewAnd have forgotten the beauty of the Caribbean blueBut now its time to be reminded of the natural hueOf the color of the Earth when it's pure and trueCome together not as Christian or Pagan or Jew,But as the people of the Earth knowing what we must do.