Color of Ideas - Killah Priest

Ancient worlds with airplanes, scientists can’t explain

Shadow pharaohs travel aboard portal trains

Through wormholes abode, without burning coal

At dusk priceless busts like Tut and sit on gold

Before the lord raindrops hit the globe to wash away the giants of old

Before Adam lying in the garden with his ribs exposed

Reconstruction of the cosmos, the worlds that God rose

The imagination has a bridge to fascination to which we live

In Genesis take a pilgrimage to the wilderness

Stop searching for the wiz

What you need?

Courage, heart or a brain?

Rediscover each part, I’ll explain

The tin man is the working man, he had no heart for retire plans

The scarecrow was the Farmers

Y’all know they say southern people had no brains

Without them we get no vegetables or grains

Zion was the lion, had no courage

Dorothy and the dog now is now uncovered

The origins of the kabbalah

The Moors bend before Allah

The articles of the merkabah

God moves in the aggadah

Black Jews salute, Yahawah

Yahweh, Yahuwah

My medulla go through futures

A pearl in the sky

A cloud in the shape of a shell in the land where Oysters die

I stood on the beach, I started to cry

Sand shot from eyes, I dive in the ocean to dry

Memoirs of of tomorrow, a ship lodged in a bottle

Societies beneath a sun inside a Earth that’s hollow

Fuel burst from Apollo, a crew search for a marble

That can give each human the feeling like it hit the lotto

The sky fell by the head of a swallow

A thousand eagles lifted it off it’s body

And back to the cosmos, book scrolls and novels

Subatomic clouds above a conscious crowd

That stand on radio actives sand

Hundreds of white garments bow

Beneath the moon is the barn owl

Land of the black alien wizards

Alpha Dracon star human seas, Luciferians and mystics

Priest the autoraptatrone, the megaspitacron

The grand mic holder, the HipHopgrapher niggergon

Melaninated wars, he elevated from floors

Back into the light holding a mic

Through metal spaceship doors that hover the lake fog

The color of ideas Everybody loves the sunshine from Roy Ayers

Play em back to back sit back enjoy the spheres