Jupiter's Journey - Freestyle Fellowship

Buckle ya seat belts

Ya in for the ride of a life time

Ya mind we incline

A taste, incase of sudden malfunction

Suction, caution

Embrace ya melon and ya buckle

Constrict ya gut muscles to scream

Ya comet vomit

Ya love it varmint, plummet, atomic

Drop, plop, plop

Fizz, fizz

To what a relief it is

It pops, erupts, therox

A lots a lots a lots of their flops

We rock the ruff?

Peep, critic, peep

Ya people leap outta ya sockets

Pockets reap ya soul

Low, whoa, we see, oh no

I’m styling, get on children

Ride my rainbow flow

Robo blow-cell

I hope you soak swell

Fail, hell

I should of been a mathematician, technician

Skipping heck, wrecking beats

3 second intermission

Let’s roller-skate

Better yet roller coast

Have you yet experienced fear and stared at death

Hear, hear

I hear, I fear no one, nowhere, no place

We share the same air

Prepare yourself to die by suffocation

Suffer the consequences

Sense’s since sensation’s

Sequences frequent

Delinquent mind-link

Cause I’m linked with the God

Come ride the friendly styles of the Freestyle Fellowship

Soaking and poking in a liquidized substance

I’m done if I drown

Look around in the court

Is a thatch and a hatch

There’s a light but I might sit

And ponder a while

I’m under a pile

Of pressure

What sounds like I’m over a turnpike

Yikes' Geronimo

Look out below

Plummeting fast

No more pain and laugh

Life’s a game I’ve past

And ask questions

I don’t have all the answers, kid

But if you wish upon a star

So bright at night

You might find a dime

For every thought shine

I’m under ya pillow case

And if I could feel her face

I maybe I’m done, ace

Embrace

In case a little bass with a little tweeter

And mid range, twe-tweeter

And just in case he tweaks and peeks, then push

Then bumrush the bleachers

And everything is peaches and cream

I mention a fiend, a guillotine

You could’ve been a teen

But you should of seen

Behind the scenes

A mind is a terrible thing, to face

So face the horrible, torrible

Incredible Hulk of harmony

I’m melody

I stalk when I lurk

And I talk with a slang

And I lurk in my brain like a runaway train

Or a shut away vein

Or a moved away aim

On a stoke not a game

Don’t prevoke it’s a hint

Remain the same the money I spent

From the heavens avast, angels were sent

Watching over every brother and sister, mother repent

I should’ad went when the wind blowed

And owed my soul to the resurrection behold

And unfold perfection

In any given direction

That’s many adolesence

Many see innocent convalescence

A lot of conversations with the sense of mothballs

A call upon the messiah

Always try’er to nigh a liar

Come ride the friendly styles of the Freestyle Fellowship

Come ride the friendly styles of the Freestyle Fellowship

This is the only practical revealing guide

To hidden vaults in secret vices

Mics get psychic

Crisis, run ya license

For giving advises sister, sister

Kiss the crystal ball, a blister, blister

Where’s your personality mister, mister

Ya miss the whole picture

So get yourself another view

And carried it with you

I think of the feature, fetch a, fit ya light bulb

Click of the switch it might blow

With ya fro, send me a picture

When you’re right, bro

Ya outta sight, dynamite

And I might flow

A slight glow

Behold I walk upon the snow

Bold, cold

Who know’s how far I walk

Slow soul, with pole

To get a fish, but what did he accomplish

Within this passage

Now, I don’t know