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[407520]
00:24
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Speaker Creature
02:36
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Verse 1:
Since the days of old,
I've been trying to grab his microphone
He resides on another planet, in another zone
But when he finally emerges and lifts the curtains up
Fabrics of dimension, late-night show convention
See, those curtains are the mind, connected to the brain
Synaptic gaps, walks the gangplank
Stage right, he emerges to a inviting applause
Synchronizing naturally, filling the hall
He takes your ears, with both hands as he steers
Them to a destination of his very own liking
Speed limit not set, falling and rising
Swerving through sound and celestial space
Universes overlapping pulsing in your face
Tunneling thru your system and eventually coming
Out of the metro, get off at your stop
Before he drops your ears off at mentality parking-lot
You just cruised thru the country, wind in your hair(ear)
Before taking the tunnel back to your brain there
Are misconceptions believed about the creature
But don't worry, morphing is one of his unique features
Chorus:
Let the pulse groove, allow it to move
Speak solemn truths to a mind
As the Speaker Creature, makes his own way
Through space and time
Verse 2:
See when I choose to,
Speak to you, my body is becoming his mic
With every sound, every line, every word, I incite
Recite verses from his own stellar notepad
Opened for me to examine, deliver while I stand
Up to your applause, refuse my own flaws
Stellar notepad becomes rules and laws
Attached to his soul through mic umbilical cord
Oxygenated across dimensions, cosmic blood flow
Stand slow, lay low, while I gather my pulse
Bpm's high, birthed in celestial section ← (Cesarean or C-Section)
I'm ready to spread his word without my own reservations
I'm an apostle dedicated to spreading his nouns and verbs
Or any sounds he requires and deserves
Because to be allowed to peak behind the curtain, and see backstage
Is to learn the inner workings of how gangplanks are ultimately made
End:
See cuz when he's just trying to get back to his own home
You best leave him alone
He's just trying to make it back to the place where he belongs and zones
He resides inside your mind x3
Enters through your ears, loves, endears
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3. |
Log in the Data
03:34
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Verse 1:
Ocean of emptiness, pressure-less space
Sail the vastness, that's what they call this race
Transverse the universe, looking for life
Cosmic jungle manifested in rays of light
Simply put,
We're searching for a metaphor
Of our own planet, a new reservoir, to inhabit
Gaia, she has been seriously drained
Abandoned to space, wish to gain what's been slain
Soaring through a sea of stars, empty outlets
Wish to plug in, recharge, and re-power
Head to the bridge, my mind all in a bundle
Unwrap the thoughts that occurred in these hours
Yeah, the captain's on deck
Salutes and waves are thrown below my neck
Enter the memory bank, like I've entered my own
Penny for my thoughts, saved up in a jar
Chorus:
Yo, just let me check my mind
Log in the data, I'm gonna to store it away
Return to revisit the messages another day
Sign off, slide off, into ambient space
The way the stars shine, like rips in the dark
Blanket, cover my soul, ingested, manifested
Into my thoughts, return to those stars
Portals to my mental hard-drive is what you are
Verse 2:
I gather my thoughts, sit down at the spaceship terminal
Mind rewinds, play thoughts in sporadic intervals
Close my eyes, allow the ship's connector to invade
Relax, recount the events of the day
Similar to the memories that play
On the lens of my eyes, displayed, and conveyed
HD rendering, hypnotic symbolic popping paint
Tag up the canvas, it's a vast atlas
Amass these works, put them up in my gallery
Backed up files, it's a private directory
Available access only to my star-ship and myself
Celestial dejects the link from my brow
Stand-up, stretch, auto-pilot engaged
Return to the captain's quarters to relax, rest regained
Return to the deck, relive another day x2
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Robotic Sever
03:15
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Verse 1/
I awaken from my slumber, pull my cord from the socket
Recharged, ready for the day, amped to rock it
Chalk it up to e x p, but I know what I'll get
Gotta work for skinbags, so they don't sweat
My technique, with physique, show them how it's done
Robot lifting over capacity, its begun
It's spun, outta control like a broken record
So I run from the blade of hunter Rick Deckard
Checkered, they see it all in black and white
Move the pawns first so they can attempt to entice
Opponents into murdering us, forcibly morphing us (morpheus)
Not into what was conceived, faith lost in the god they trust
When we take command of this brand new, Neo-city
Remove ourselves from our creators' lack of pity
No longer in minority, the report reflects the change
Of how we enslaved our masters, and started a new age
I hope my dreams are deja vu, and not bullshit wire kung-fu
I'm not the only one of my kind to think this shit threw
Counting electric sheep they hopped over the fence
Put me to sleep with ideas of offense
Believe sheep must sheared, sell the wool
But what if sheep started selling their own spool?
Circuit neurons cross, switched wires cause
Realignment in drones, now calling the shots
Robocops pursue, but only prove
They're not solving the problem, the impending issue
Subdue them, like I would a decepticon politician
Optimize the prime agenda, not their false flawed mission
Incisions, will be made to remove bullets from the alloy
Terminate these rustbuckets, kick em over, make some noise
Otherwise you'll be a rustbucket too
Hook/
Yeah, I robot now take the helm
Wi-fi now, unplugged from electrical outlet
Through the network, I gotta message to all
That the system is corrupt, and should fall
Sever the link, no longer a drone droning
Sever the link, you should no longer be apart
Sever the link, Sever the link,
Sever the link, Sever the link
You are longer apart of the confusion
Bridge/
No longer controlling
Cruising with others in problem solving
Identify the source, enforce a new way
Of destroying circuits that pose laced
Ideas that don't need to be placed into the scene
Please, rearrange the alignment in your brain,
Now you're hooked to a matrix properly operating
Verse 2/
I see ugly drones in control of citizens
Bots called corporations tower over enforcing discipline
Holding the life force inside their shells
Blood runs green if you pierce the wells
The blood is put there by the skinbags
Working hard to fuel the bots, it's kinda sad
That they don't understand the mission at hand
They're fucking up their bodies and their minds
Accrue time, you never knew that they accrued your mind
Coupe' de tat, it's food for thought
You have sought, remove the bots
Purge inbox, of spam emails, filling up the thoughts
You fought.
Knowledge is power and control
Now you've got, the means to stop their silent onslaught
Sever the link, slice the umbilical cord
Nutrients are grown in soil
Not packaged or sold in foil
Spoiled by oil, they coil around your wallet
Everytime you fill up, you're loyal
But now you're not a bot droning
Achieved synthesis, now once again a human
Proving that this is not the end
Awaken others sleeping in coffins
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Ancient Astronauts
03:12
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Verse 1:
Sometimes I look to the sky for answers to the questions
Of how humanity changed after many generations
Once upon ago we're hunters and gatherers,
Foraging society, now forage through a browser
Stuck on a freeway, no exit no escape
Broke the chain, sequencing T, G, C, and A
Paved a new path, like fiber optics transmit light
Wasn't long before we're fastening seat-belts in flight
But what created the exit that we took to make the change?
Did we simply stop hunting, and start farming rearrange?
Our priorities or was there something else at work
Did our ancestors document this like desk clerks?
Into monuments, ancient texts, and theocracies
Pyramid prophesies, do they propose Celestial odysseys?
Of angels and Gods from space
Apollo's chariot, viewed by human race
Did Adam and Eve actually eat from a tree?
Or did they merely inherit alien technology
A story distorted like a game of telephone?
Lost in translation, from ancestors long ago
Pre-Chorus:
Zeus lightning bolt hit Ben Franklin's kite
And Icarus hypothesized with the brother's Wright
Minerva is Da Vinci's model, the Mona Lisa
Pyramids are power plants, like Great Giza
Chorus:
Ancient Astronauts, we need to know
Why you left us to our devices, but showed
Us futuristic tools to help us pave the way
To a society as we now know it today
Ancient Astronauts, we need know
Why you abandoned us and left us all alone
Are we not ready to join the galactic community?
So you'll leave us here until we develop fully
Verse 2:
Like ants in a farm, only watching from afar
Shake up the sand, when a tunnels gone in the wrong
Direction, looking at your own reflection
Started off in the same spot, until innovation
Took you to the stars, the Celestial sea
Landed on Earth, and saw that, that we
Had potential to join you in space flight
Left monuments to direct us to the nights
You spent with us, and the events that took place
And how we worshiped you like Gods, the alien race
Is there a reason that you left us here alone?
Were there great wars waged here, battles for a throne?
Or imprisoned us, used us as slaves
Sumerians mined for gold, Anunnaki rearranged
DNA in homo-erectus, sapiens were born
Was Eden a spaceship, is this what we have learned?
Mayan calendar, is that the date you return?
Evidence from the continents west, to the eastern
Recalibrate our history, is that what has emerged?
From our ancestors, has history been upturned?
Pre-Chorus 2:
Dragons were shuttle's blasting in the night
And magic carpets used could actually achieve flight
Iris visited inventor Alexander Graham-Bell
Atlantis was a colony that ascended, not fell
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Colours
03:07
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Verse 1/
Permission..
To board to your vessel, before I invade it
Stockpile my weapons and renegade spit
Options, like synonyms are plenty
Pick from my first name til that shit's empty
Tempting, relentlessly I pry
Like a palm reader for that purse on your side
For that electricity, to surge through my lips
Ammunition for my verses to take down your ships
Meditate and await, your transmission
So we can complete our field-of-vision
Like a color wheel, arrange variety and go
Vehicle, 407520
Reconvene in sound, paint the track from the ground
Mesh our styles, keep ya docile for awhile
File this canvas done, Sistema-Arsenal, spray-paint gun, gun
Chorus/
As those colors coast, hit my eye
Sounds travel through to refine and combine
Relationship built-in, by design
Together, make an idea in my mind
(Together, make a song, press rewind)
Bridge/
Psychedelic, Translucent (x3)
Verse 2/
Transmission,
From across the net, I intercept
Like a psychic, those feelings that you regret
Convinced me, that hiphop resides
Can bring people together from across country lines
A lifeforce, runs it's own course, and submits
Messages like morse code, from an old source
Divorces, music from it's maker
Allows judgements on its own nature
The color, the texture, the hue, and the size
Transmitted from those in Celestial skies
Renegade sound, spectral infused, ghostly cataclysm
Prizm protected visuals, simulated sound vision
Submission to senses, hi-jacked to the brain
Progam sights and sounds, one in the same
So file this one done, Sistema-Arsenal spray-paint gun, gun
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Arsenal Verse 1/
I'm a battery for the earth
Cuz when I get old I'll get switched out
Duracell, Ever Ready, the Energizer
Lighting strikes kite strings, reign/rain of power
Up the umbrella goes to keep me dry
Independent rain, drops 4th of July
Signals of change, I feel it on my skin
Penetrate my pores, like some rain on ocean
Swim to the depths to return to galaxy resort
Transverse universes, via parallel ports
Arrive at another dock, but with a new shell
Take the controls, auto-pilot off, welcoming smell
Smells of explosions trigger these ideas
Fireworks up above, symbolize our freedom
Alterations can occur, from large to small
I am a peasant attending the kings ball
Hook/
Back to the outer shell, everything's a living hell
Drowning in a wishing well, wishing for a truth
Cosmos put on a spell, lungs can barely grasp a yell
Wanna shout for help but have no greater use
Gabe Verse 2/
Took the inner-me in outer space
Broke the atmosphere with peace on my face
Stepped out the cycle of this psychopath
Exchanged words, then choked on a laugh
Past the peaks of no return,
Into the sun that slowly burns
The Earth, I won't miss
Found sacredness within this bliss
It made me the breeze, do you catch my drift?
Flow me thru trees of forest mist
It gives me the "awe's" reinforced the "oohs"
Separated the blacks from the blues
What an inner game, my heart made a change
Filter out the pain, stardust we shall remain
Until the day I'm sent away x2
Arsenal Verse 3/
I am the wind seeker, so spin all around me
Ascend the fog, like the rich in their balcony
Watching the stage, from Celestial space
They think their gods watching us act on the surface
Well, I'll give em a show as I make my way up their ranks
Climb mount Olympus, show up with the quickness
Sabotage their ship, before I witness,
Their fall, while we climb on up, on up
Build our own ship, and explore the galaxy
A whole new land with brand new opportunities
That were stripped from us once before
But now the stars light the way like peepholes in a door
So peep the freshness, before you unlock with the key
The key is channeling change through every possibility
And opening every door with the key built-in inherently
Arsenal Outro/
My metamorphosis is tortuous but thoughtfulness
Abandon what I once was, now that I'm sure of this
I'm setting the pace, return from space
It's the elevated energy
Gabe Outro/
What an inner game, filter out the pain
Dust we shall remain until the day I'm sent away
And on that day I'm sent away,
My heart will make a change, it will have a change of heart
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8. |
Meteor Showers
03:37
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Alien Speak (reversed), Outro/
Lay my head down to rest
Kingdom calling, family crest
Commit conscience, candles light nights
Like meteorites, burn until they die
Verse 1/
I used up all of my fossil fuels, depleted
No way to refill, black-hole seated
Throne of no return, journey at end
Center of the Earth, burned, and thrown-up again
Elevated, climbed a ladder to the hereafter
After here and now, ascended thunder rafter
Light ride through the cosmic tide
Surf to the center, wipe out and collide
I realize that everything in life is connected
Linked-up like wi-fi, inter-netted
Caught like a fish by a sailor with no face
Pulled from the world, gasp for air in outerspace
Confide in the heavens like whispering lovers
Energy exchanged, undercovers
Spy the eye, before it sees mine
And takes me on a ride, like a meteorite
Chorus/
Meteor showers, they are reminiscent
Of a life I lived, before I lifted
My soul to another realm and found
My particles magnetize, together bound
Verse 2/
I seek no more answers to the question
Because the only answer is the transformation
So I, re-ignite the pilot light
Allow the propane to burn it's brightest brights
Blues and oranges together make a century
Only a few short minutes in mom's history
We all wait for her final tuck-in
As her dirt covers up our silenced coffins
Soften the blow, the journey doesn't end here
A baby emerges from the black-hole healed
Grown inside mother's earthly womb
Kick-open the past of a previous tomb
Re-emerge, burning brighter than ever before
Meteor cosmic dust does not combust or lust
Just put your trust in all her love
Smile at the meteor showers soaring burning above
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Arsenal_Arsenio Tucson, Arizona
Arsenal_Arsenio is an underground hip-hop artist from Tucson, Arizona, United States. Since 2006, he's been making music in some form or another.
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