No Sleep

I brain dive into the circuits of beats
Just above the surface of sleep
New chemicals collide inside of me
Inject the mecha caffeine to maximize my sobriety
Spit the stone sun shine to liquefy your solid state society
I watched that sun slip
Into my mans drum kit
Amidst a session where me and john coversated scholarly
Over the track now back ground, Puffys on the screen
Talkin bout his latest group havin star quality
Delete that
Reset it and let em listen
Lets bring the freak back and get a new definition
I’d rather bury my soul into a group of folders
Put the pen to the page till I go super nova
Record it and hit em with what I’ve been devising
I got lost and wander where the lab went
Now we the advent children chillin on the event horizon
Six AM struck and the structure of time collapsed to nothing
Totally sucked in to what we’re constructin
Buddha spoke about death fusin with space and blissin out
Gotta write fast to keep from missin out
Something similar to that of a vocal imager
Connected to samples that he ripped of the records perimeter
Bark data over dark matter the track holds
Space fold this black soul into a black hole
So fuck being a burning ball of gas
I lived like that actually  
then died
You might have missed my light but can’t escape my gravity

Chorus 1:
I keep my brain spun up till sunup
It’s no sleep
Dissect the electric sheep, see how it affect the speech
No sleep
Beats beamed straight to your dream state
No sleep

My waking dream just departed for space over this jam
From this room laced with junk food wrappers and discarded soda cans
Buddha rests at a computer desk
To let his mind maneuver just
Manipulate the mouse as I mouth words and rhymes
Now two minds move the dialogue blurs the lines
I serve my time, life sentences
Like sentences spit over
To sooth the hearts of chain gangs
Now my spirit moves from mics to sparks in mainframes
Cds born as similes like soul food on dinner plates
Meant to regenerate this lost generation
Pushin past this bullshit Bush administration
If we hope to have a chance
My vision  gets lucid in a world that most just doze on
Yeah, they got them clothes on and they hoes on they lap
Go ahead and push that Hummer till the ozone collapse
I’ll be there in the end, drop the beta version
Sketch the avalanche
Atoms armies and ants raps as advanced as adamants
Sound forged to my bone
Ideas don’t break, I got a stand like Sly Stone
No sleepin brought the radical meditation
Mathematical syntax like mentats on that red liquid medication
It’s by will and will alone that I form new words
Can’t compute, go ask my man Blue Bird
But you could call it Doom rap
I’ll assume that we’ll build cities in some moon like cratersor roam a global desert like them Dune cats
Take this boom bap and twist it
Diss this fucking oil royalty cause they’re villainous
I’ll chill with the villagers and build with cats like Soulillaquists
Syllables surf the sonic boom
I’m starting to catch the feeling,
shit, the neighbors downstairs is banging on the ceiling

Chorus repeated.