Check one... Check Check two... Check Check three... Check check check Checking my ignition. Let's ride My position. Space to rise Obstacles in my path Checking my oil, for my warm bath Checking my heart.......... Check my air .......... Checking my mind, and spirit Checking my voice, can you hear it Check one... Check Check two... Check Check three... Check check check Check my load, what shall I carry Light on my wings, a fairy Surrounded in conjury  Sucking you in, in quandary  Checking my reason, my stance Checking my vision, my glance Checking my power. The power source Head to the sky. Rain down on me Check my life. The journey Shedding fears. No oh oh worry Check one... Check Check two... Check Check three... Check check check

ha ha ha ha ha... We are living proof Fate is what we make it Up in smoke like poof To change the mold, we break it Fate will laugh at you Trying to keep it all in tact Go on and just be you Spade calling is the new black Can I speak on it ha ha ha ha ha Let me say my Peace on it - can I can I just Speak on it ha ha ha You need to hear my little Piece on it ha ha yeah yeah ha ha ha ha ha.. Life’s crystal stair ain’t clear ..a bastardized cliché Go on and waste my ear With what ain’t yours to say Well you can help yourself to the last koolaided drink Trip up your ego .. with cheap red, fool’s gold, tattoos of salty ink Don’t you be mad about it no Don’t you be mad about it no Don’t you be mad Can I speak on it ha ha ha ha ha Let me say my Peace on it - can I can I just Speak on it ha ha ha You need to hear my little Piece on it ha ha Let me just speak on it yeah yeah

Grateful for the struggle, learning, knowledge, the burning Grateful for the struggle, gaining power, with every hour I'll be Grateful for the struggle, lessons, the blessings, Grateful for the struggle, the daily grinding, there's peace in my mind Living every day within this skin Squeezing through the pores that trap me in Knocking at my door once again that old gravity pulling me back in It was one of them days when nothing went my way and I'm wondering what heya heyel Walk into the door drop my gear on the floor then I'm headed upstairs to recoup, well kicking off my styles, dropped the painted fake smile let myself drown in the moment I know the struggle keeps me strong, so I'm gon’ keep holding on Grateful for the struggle, learning, knowledge, the burning Grateful for the struggle, gaining power, with every hour I'll be Grateful for the struggle, lessons, the blessings, Grateful for the struggle, the daily grinding, there's peace in my mind I’m grateful for lines that crease my face Grateful for pains that betray my grace I’m grateful I’m strong and dyed in the wool Grateful and I’m grateful It was one of them days when nothing went my way and I'm wondering what heya heyel Walk into the door drop my gear on the floor then I'm headed upstairs to recoup, well kicking off my styles, dropped the painted fake smile let myself drown in the moment I know the struggle keeps me strong, so I'm gon’ keep holding on Grateful for it

Spirit talking Muses saying Spirit talk Talk to me Spirit talking Inner music playing Spirit talk Come talk to me Spirit talk its your spirit talking rhythm to your heart its creation wisdom heard in nature’s art its the love supreme of which we’re all apart Its your spirit talk..in its your spirit talk...in its your spirit talking Spirit talking Spirit talk your inspiration, intuition at your core the feeling saying what feelings you can’t ignore exposing what you need opposed to what you want Its your spirit talk..in its your spirit talk...in its your spirit talking Spirit talking Spirit talking Muses saying Spirit talk Talk to me (me)q Spirit talking Inner music playing Spirit talk Come talk to me (me)

Back in dis house ‘fore them streetlights come on  Here's a dollar for the store, get my Kool's Super Longs Turn them lights off, go to bed, don't make me say it again Stop jumping on them mattresses  "that's why we can't HAVE nice thangs" Maanami ..... Asha ..... "sing pretty Kay" .... Maanami .... Asha ... Inside the brick house round the way, just south of paradise Past Persnickety st., jus a little north of nice Turkey wings and, black eyes peas was, served in china bowls Help me clean this kitchen up, Flip Wilson's coming on Irisa .... Helene ..... Irisa .... Helene ..... "Kill 'em with kindness baby" Naima .... Ali Maria ..... "sing pretty Kay" .... Naima .... Ali Maria "You can be whatever you put your mind to." "Jus keep your dress down and your pants up" "Now don't make me jump down your throat & come out your ass like poison oak" "sing pretty Kay" Listen for your personal truth to be revealed Be prepared for miracles, only you will feel chorus ... "sing pretty Kay"... chorus In the bumps & heartaches there’ll be wisdom for you Gon & leave your light open baby, let your love bloom

A line has been crossed there's no turning back now I'm heading across, the tide is at my back now Your gravity is so strong, I'm holding back but I can't hold on for too long to the reasoning of this physical world the physical can't contain us no no and time, too insignificant to restrain us we live in inner space existing everyplace until we can embrace CHORUS Will you wait for me … in the eternal Will you be there for me … for the eternal And I know it's only love, yeah we're all up in it There's no way to deny, there's no way to spin it We've spun far past the wire Gone beyond and higher Stoked the flames and jumped right in the fire Don't you know that our karma is converging Don't you feel the past and future merging I know you see what I see Your eyes so deep inside me All I ask is that you … wait for me … in the eternal Will you be there for me … for the eternal let's feel the grass between our toes, yeah yeah yeah stone reality is just too cold, for us can't explain what we feel through a glass darkly still we remain until ... wait for me … in the eternal Will you be there for me … for the eternal Our two note symphony … sounds eternal When you look at me … for the eternal Will you wait for me … in the eternal Will you be there for me … for the eternal Our two note symphony … sounds eternal When you look at me … I see eternal I see love …. Will you wait for me … in the eternal Will you be there for me … for the eternal When you're just touching me ... I am eternal Yes we were meant to be … become eternal As one ... as one … one ... with the eternal aww this is just too serious I don't think y'all are hearing us let's feel grass between our toes, stone reality is just too cold, for us this world can't contain what we feel, who we are, we’re surreal this world can't contain what we feel, who we are, we are real

...and about how thangs used to be? .... what could’ve been or could be? ... Is there a connecting string, or secret ring, or should we be stringing ourselves along? Who’s gon carry the torch... sweep the porch.. who’s gon cut a groove, bust a move or generally move thangs along So we got this black president, but our black presence still ain’t felt Oh sure, we can dance sing and play ball with the best of ‘em, but let us point out, anything that matters, what we get with is dealt You go with what your heart tells you, but your feet fails you Your mind races, your day paces, letting anger derail you You know that sweet sticky thing you had your eye on back in the day? In them skin tight britches, lighting a fire in yours? She paid you no ‘tention cause you was dorky and underfed ... She struggling today with 3 kids and a mortgage alone, you could have her now for a song but Sugarfoot is dead “in them skin tight britches ... in them skin tight britches ... in them skin tight britches” shoop shoop shoop shoop shoop Just the very thought that your feet could be sweet makes me smile and wince at the next wave of heat. Yeah I watched him bouncing that foot on them 16th beats, catching every nuance of rhythm of every growled twisted street, and versing ‘em up like hot collards and pig feets. Things ain’t near bout how they used to be, my hearing is going, maybe I misread ...but yo did y’all hear that is Sugarfoot is dead? “in them skin tight britches ... in them skin tight britches ... in them skin tight britches” shoop shoop shoop shoop shoop A ‘G’ damn sho ain’t grand no more, it don’t even pay the band no more wresting with angels, dancing with gnomes, putting my logic to bed unlocking my freedom with skeletal bones, and damn if Sugarfoot ain’t dead “in them skin tight britches ... in them skin tight britches ... in them skin tight britches” shoop shoop shoop shoop shoop Skipping along trying to sweet talk yourself out of the reality barreling ahead of you. Only succeeding in ruining a delicious moment of wakeful awareness, painful or not, instead of you ... man, you know.. Whitney Isaac Etta Dick Clark Levon Don C Garry Shider Jef Lee ... Donna Summer Michael .. Fontella Bob Babbit Donald BYRD Chuck Brown James Brown even George Jefferson and Sugarfoot are all..... shoop shoop shoop shoop shoop

Coffee or tea Outside in the breeze Sharing some space A daring escape Life can wait High tide Threatening skies Windy gust Washing us inside and thus Literally take us Sparks flying Wide awakenings ... and I’m psyched Tropical mood Afternoon date Deja vu starting to ache Let’s get it in before too late Let’s get it in before its too late High tide Threatening skies Windy gust Washing us inside and thus Literally take us Sparks flying Wide awakenings

Born to fight born to breed Weeping bodies trained to bleed Round and round we’re circling What we’ve learned no mystery Nothing .... nothing What awaits she who believes Streets of gold or tumble weeds Casted net of master thieves What have we learned honestly Nothing .... nothing hey... ay... hey... wait a minute Head spinning, vertigo Chasing time very slow How many lies have been told How many lives have to go before we reap the benefits we sown Cosmetic face we’re shown are casualties of progress I guess   Born to fight born to breed Weeping bodies trained to bleed  Round and round we’re circling What we’ve learned no mystery What have they learned ... nothing What have they learned ... nothing Don’t they know that love will never quit for ... nothing Won’t resist for .... nothing and for this we keep it moving on and on and on .... Wait a minute!

‘cause it an’t gon hurt to know what came before you Shake a feather step it up  Got cha over runneth cup It may break your fall  Awww ... Twinkle twinkle little star Sayanara, au revoir Singing Kumbaya Lawd Circling a porcelain bowl like, what the fuck have we learned? Higher bar, the culture war, and Saturn returns Loop tiddy loop blindfolded the world tacitly turns Lunanacy emboldened, what the fuck have they learned? Shake a feather take a letter What can you do  What can you do Shake a feather Come together  Make it wetter Feeling better What can you do  What can you do Circling a porcelain bowl like, what the fuck have they learned? Higher bar, the culture war, and Saturn returns Hail to the mighty dollar  Lunanacy emboldened, what the fuck have they learned? Circling a porcelain bowl like, what the fuck have they learned? Higher bar, the culture war, and Saturn returns Loop tiddy loop blindfolded the world tacitly turns Lunanacy emboldened, what the fuck have they learned?

I prefer, I wanna shine in hues of crystal blue persuasion I prefer, paint the world in harmonic loving vibration I prefer, I prefer a bit candor with the faking I prefer, a side of cryptic with our candid conversating I prefer, I prefer children be sheltered from malevolence I prefer, I prefer each child grow up knowing their relevance I prefer, while we’re at it let’s abolish human cages.. .. for wages, outrageous, how they plague us I prefer.... I prefer Oya Oya ahh I prefer.... I prefer Oya Oya ah ah yah yeah I prefer.... I prefer Oya Oya ahh I prefer.... I prefer Oya Oya ah ah yah yeah We outta spend our profits helping one another Instead of on things that's gon only need dust covers It’d be more preferable to care about the planet Yes I'm talking to you science skeptics dammit I prefer, the only fix we need is Mother Earth’s own medicine I prefer, we could heal ourselves if Pharma-Suits would let us Before I go I’d like to see us work together on whatever, the weather, yeah I prefer.... I prefer Oya Oya ahh I prefer.... I prefer Oya Oya ah ah yah yeah I prefer.... I prefer Oya Oya ahh I prefer.... I prefer Oya Oya ah ah yah yeah

Come back home Right here beside me, and I'm alone flipping thru the memories of days gone A faded photograph in my bed, words unsaid Who we are Can this be Is this it If you care about my heart If you care about me at all I need you to face reality Your face in front of me right now If you’re still the man I love If he’s still available I I I praise you, like Sunday deliverance What I need now everyday Is I need your presence I feel this transcendence But I need your presence Uh I need you to-ooh-ooh get this How I need your presence I need your D-E-E-E-E-E-P presence Come back home Right here beside me, and I'm alone flipping thru the memories of days gone that long ago in my arms don’t you know who we are what was felt what was said when you, you used to say stuff to me like Thank you, Sole Solace Bless you, my soul goddess I praise you, forever, so many ways I won't ever leave you to doubt my intention remove the quest from the question Give my world balance you complete my life sentence Let me breath your essence from now on, know this you got my D-E-E-E-E-E-P Presence Cause I miss you, well I miss us this thing we are now ain’t worthy of us, this... B-movie scene, this in between this torch song Can’t help feeling that I sat and waited too long to say that I Won’t wait forever, uh uh my patience done I’ve done the best that I can do The rest is up to you I need your …. presence Your presence, Your presence. Your presence. I need your warmth inside of me your love where it used to be trippin on us all day making love your voice consoling your hands all over me Connecting... with my best thing This is the time of our lives yes Ain’t gonna let it pass us by no Remember I need your presence Ooh uh oh remember I need your presence

Love don't show when its easy. It shows when it's hard Love don't show when its easy. It shows when it's hard Two mothers died of their broken hearts As many mothers do Both mothers mine, a right peculiar start Talk about your blues I know you seen the type at the wrecka store flipping through those rows Bows her head, in prayerful jam, humming Dorothy Moore Asking loud if they've got more She's a Mack She's a true believer Another kind of diva Mack Diva Blow you like a pro do Prove to you she know you You need her Spicy cool, innononcents, nobody's fool, she's live But you'll never meet her Love don't show when easy. You get it when you need it. When its hard. Bless your heart Two brothers tried to crack the mother pearl, to find its secrets out Wined and dined, wooed and shined, kissing life's sweet ass Found themselves confused Hooking for successes chasing for that next hit ... She's a Mack Begging in the thieves den where the hit men thieves live ... On her back Ride the rolling thunder Cheapest silk up under Next stop, a poison play. Rinse repeat. Another day Harlem in December. Bless your heart She's a true believer Another kind of diva A mack diva .. Bless your heart Blow you like a pro do Prove to you she know you She sho do Bless your heart

As the day begins to set I’m thinking ‘bout when we met I was so into you, and you, were crazy about me, yes you were Ups and downs have taken toll Times we both lost control Yet the deeper in the mire, the deeper love grows like you don’t already know Firewall crumbling down Grains of bitter sand Giving way, losing ground Playing karma’s hand She’s saying that we’re staying ‘round Its out of our hands We’re finding the sun and we’re finally coming around Wasted youth, some would say wasted time I’m sayin’ time and tested truth, is why we’re here today, right here today I can hear your heart when you have no words I was unclear, you were there, you were there you stayed You loved me in your way You showed me every day ay ay.. I’m coming down Grains of bitter sand Giving way, losing ground Playing karma’s hand She’s saying that we’re staying around Its out of our hands We’re finding the sun and we’re finally coming around ... ... You... You loved me in your way You show me every day Its awkward for me to say How I miss us when I’m away Playing karma’s hand I’m doing the best that I can Giving all that I am Firewall crumbling down Grains of bitter sand Giving way, losing ground Playing karma’s hand She’s saying that we’re staying ‘round Its out of our hands We’re finding the sun and we’re finally coming around