Who's Listening?

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lyrics

08 Who's Listening
Written by Teknical Development .IS

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/