Swirl of the Dervish - Yugen Blakrok

Blakrok’s that razor-sharp diamond that cuts down the hardest

And throw words like ninja stars and shatter the target

Warrior mystic ballistic with the shape-shift tactics

Master the matrix like magicians pulling hat-tricks

Watch me go ape-shit on monkey-ass rap fanatics

And expose my soul’s character as a war-mongering addict

That rose from misquoted paragraphs and faded photographs

And carry a battleaxe inside the anorak

And the slightest provocation will get these arms swinging

And separate the body and spirit thru blood spilling

Blind assassin like Father Time with an aversion to light

I’m consumed by the dark side of life

And wield power over strife energised like chakra threads

Blak Widow spinning tales heads caught in a web

The art of war’s like facing ghosts on haunted nights

Just don’t give yourself away like illiterate hands on dotted lines

Rather…

Call me to service, call me to service

Cause life is a journey and the point’s to find your purpose

Call me to service, entire universes waiting to exhale

If you’ll just look beneath the surface

Call me to service, call me to service

Cause life is a journey and the point’s to find your purpose

Call me to service entire universes waiting to exhale

If you’ll just look beneath the surface

The fighter stays strapped not with gats and bats

But with a swiftness of the mental to deflect any attack

From the seed of its intent chaotic characteristics

Caricatures of the sombre I create while others mimic

The beauty of destruction with Yugen notion’s intrinsic

My scripts are whimsical spells spelt out in a wishlist

The life provider, the soul survivor

Keeps eyes on the road ignoring backseat drivers

That wanna sever this bond on which I depend

See me meditating thinking that it’s time that I spend

Making the rules of this reality bend just a little bit

The thought pattern’s formless you just can’t figure it

When black clouds gather can’t see the silver lining

But I’m the type to ride a bolt of lightning and survive it

Shouting in spirit like the rhymes I write are riots

Expressing gratitude in hidden prayers to The Highest

Just.

Call me to service, call me to service

Cause life is a journey and the point’s to find your purpose

Call me to service, entire universes waiting to exhale

If you’ll just look beneath the surface

Call me to service, call me to service

Cause life is a journey and the point’s to find your purpose

Call me to service entire universes waiting to exhale

If you’ll just look beneath the surface