War With The Senses

Come stroll on the sands of the lands of the earth

growing life is the goal pay the toll within

you can know in the sky but understand in the dirt

our soul never ends let the show begin

You can hold in your hands all the sands of the earth

throwing dice that you roll for the souls of men

when the sky turns purple sound the red alert

our soul never ends let the show begin...

(Joe Con)

Yeah...come see what the young ones dream

where none but the One is the sum of the team

come clean spring run through your bloodstream

drop seeds don't chop trees under the sunbeams

come be who you true wan' be

liberty's a lady but she don't come free

don't make me spell it out like ABC

this is Caveman Shingo and JOE

speak a dialect of higher sects ground now sky is next

heaven sent medecine rise above the side effects

take a breath take a step we on a ride to death

that I direct thus says the Lord lay your pride to rest

if you have a heart inside your chest

you're a light in the dark don't deny the quest

lion heart art hard as iron build the Ark of Zion

I Con strike icons sound the sirens....

(Shing02)

ayo, I've got a friend in afghanistan,

no joke he's there to give a lending hand

to the people in need of all kinds of hope

so they know how to get through the day and cope

in that way, ain't it all the same around the globe though

just to survive we need to build like Lego

kill the egos and let the pathos go

live proper, and prosper and all that good stuff

and tough luck and then what?

you fucked up, they try to tell you

if you don't work for dem probably fail you

the one time you ask for help

should've known how the law operates by now

so quick to punish and so slow to assist

better chance finding air in a deep abyss

get a grip my friend,

very little time left till the story ends

blah! all bets are off and it all depends

whether the gods work it out with a golden pen

de ja vu all over again

looping in a cycle like a roller link

lo, the same civilization who stole the obelisk

killed the sun god and carried out the monolith

men of melanin threats to the pale honor list

you can't get away with like sampling nautilus

what I mean is every second is precious

we make the music to alleviate the pressures

don't blame the game, might as well play to win

we got the crowd waitin' let the show begin, come on

(Joe Con)

and did i mention birth is the entrance

to the trenches work the dirt of the system

and did i mention the worst of intentions

vengeance is vicious swim with the fishes

but did i mention it's them that's in prison

and they can't take nothin' from you that you don't give 'em

and did i mention the war with the senses

fight against self though i was sworn to defend it

and did i mention divine intervention

the kind that you find at the prime of existence

at the height of your flight from addiction

to all conflict and blind superstition

and did i mention It Is Done as It Is Written

rise and shine son or fall behind in your mission

this ain't a war of jealousy or petty competition

it's a question of our destiny it's time for a decision