Giorna

Taken from "The Decline of Black Anakin" EP Out Now!
"Giorna" Written and Produced by Jeremiah Jae
yellowmaskcxllective.bandcamp.com/

LYRICS:

Seek space
The scope is large
Its all love till the storm troop open arms
Like a hug when pop hit home
Warm welcome
Heat waving, At the temple God humming
In the ear
I can feel it in the air of the night
Its something weird
Everytime I step outside
I got gear
Pray the lord keep me grinding like trucks
Big wheels rolling round next to us
The pen shall open minds
The penwheel spin hell winds
If its all bout game than he'll win
You a up straight lame
In hil fig
Hop over the hill
Do a heel flip
Land on Fig
Im out in the streets again
Still grimy
Still try me
May the wrath from allah stand behind me
I feel lost in the world sometime
But i know i god watch me
Plus loved ones i know im not alone
Feel the soul start seeing ghost
Ya third eye's closed
I hop in another host
Shaman
Kane county
We up in Algonquin
Another zone, still plugging
Calling contacts I stay buzzing

Stay calm collect the jedi in me
Brave heart you to next spread out envy
Leave something spread like ivy
Get busy, bees on a red eye flight
Straight buzzing
Light year
Every year keep pushing
(That was light)
Stay ah flight, on sight, know its many thrills
But when life throw storms
Pull a Denzel
If its gods will
Be soaking and basking on big hills

(Hook)